Monday, 30 April 2012

the cruellest month

”April is the cruellest month, breeding lilacs out
of the dead land, mixing memory and desire,
stirring dull roots with spring rain...”  British poet
and dramatist born in the U.S. Thomas Stearns
Eliot eternally wrote in 'The Waste Land'.
I bet you noticed the scarcity of posts in the last
weeks but I spent this April drenched in harsh
conditions and I eventually lost my mother Marisa:
that's the reason why today I just want to post
a picture of her taken when she was in her
twenties, when her lightheartedness and
beauty were in full swing. Ciao mamma.


  1. Beautiful photo, beautiful lady - so sorry to hear.

  2. Dearest Elisabetta,

    Sending my condolences... that is tough loosing your Mama. May you find some peace and the strength to reflect on the numerous fond memories.
    Love to you,