More style – food!
Clothes and accessories
Art, toys and peculiarities
Necessary beauties…
Old remedies…
It’s hard not to be impressed by the Italians. Everything they do, they do with style. In style. And they all look gorgeous…slim, long-legged women and smart men in sunglasses…Tasty food, great monuments, history seeping through their every stone.
A little taste of this is for stylish dogs too…
Three lovely friends – who were allowed into any shop, it seemed…but they were completely natural! In fact I didn’t see a single dog wearing any of these crazy outfits…
…ballerina? Fur coat? Or…a new necklace perhaps?
Or, why not a new sweater and a pair of jeans…
Honestly…this is ridiculous. Buy a doll. Naked Chinese Crested and some other breeds might need clothes, and sometimes I wish Totti had a raincoat because his fur never dries after a walk in heavy rain…but No.
A late night walk in Rome. More arches than in The Colosseum is hard to find.
Walking home treats you to some stunningly beautiful bridges over the Tiber. You never want that soft night to end.
Cell phones…love and hate, communicator and destroyer of Real communication…
Walking from early morning to late night in this eternal city – Rome – I noticed that an important piece of that special mood and atmosphere … is in its people. I was surprised to see how many men and women who actually were just sitting, silently reading a book or a paper – or just contemplating. Life. Stillness. Movement. Not only old people were engaged in this…yes, I admit to feeling a spark of hope and joy every time. Maybe 95 per cent were either playing with their phones or eating …but…Maybe the Book will not die, Maybe…there is still Hope for us to Slow Down and Feel. Just letting go, and just Be.
A story of – Descent.
I have just returned from Rome, and a trip back in history to the once lively old seaport of Rome, Ostia Antica. This was ”the mouth” of the River Tiber, but due to silting it now lies 3 kilometres from the sea. The theatre, once double the hight of these remains – is still, today, a beauty. Three hours of walking through the whole area of magnificently preserved buildings with frescoes and mosaics, listening to birds singing and the old stones telling their silent story – is time well spent.
Autumn is here, and most of the colours are gone. Bright flowers still during daytime but at night, in lamplight, the trees are still golden.
More autumn is to be found at Ailsa’s!
On our way to the railwaystation, we just had to visit the Church of Saint Bridget (Swedish Sankta Birgitta). Maybe it doesn’t look much from the outside – but inside – you are filled with awe.
Destroyed, rebuilt and restored – this church is, and since the 1980’s associated with the Solidarity Movement.
The silence and the crystal air was fascinating. The windows the only source of light in here. But that is enough.
Everything serene, and the altarpiece is planned to have only pure amber in its decorations. Together with red, white and silver, this golden amber art had me standing in total silence and contemplation, head uplifted, for at least 30 minutes.
Walking towards the railway station, autumn showed its true colours.
And then – Sopot next. The summer city of Poland with 40 000 inhabitants. An old health resort with the, always terrible, water which should be good for you…
By train back to Gdynia again – a soft and lovely evening. We found our Stena Line ferry, heading for Karlskrona.
This was an amazing and unexpected adventure – close to home, but with totally unexpected outcome. To be recommended!
Sun, sun, and we walked along the Waterfront towards the Big Crane, built 1444. In the Middle Ages this was the biggest crane in Europe. It was used for loading and unloading ships, and also for masting the big sailing-ships.
Flowers and amber salesmen were everywhere, and we enjoyed the sailing-ships and the sun.
The beautiful old building on the other side is the Maritime Museum.
Through the Maria Gate we reached the most genuine medieval street – Mariacka. It felt totally genuine despite the renovation.
Here the houses are lower with terrasses out to the street and old gargoyles looking at you as you are passing by. A night here might be a bit scary…
Shops and galleries everywhere – mostly selling clothes and amber jewellery…but what about this one with canons?
On leaving Mariacka, we met these beauties. A friend of mine used to have this breed, also two of them. Bedlington terriers.
Keeping the beauty!
Newer gargoyles – but just as special and intriguing.
The Maria Church and the Royal Chapel- a total breach of style…The Maria Church is the biggest gothic brick-church in the world. They say it takes 25000 people.
And then the Covered Market, originally built in 1896. A skeleton of steel and on the bottom old excavations. Also a brick building, and outside, a lovely market where we bought delicious plums.
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