[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
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Frozen
Let's open the dances for the new year with some pictures from my excursions on top of the hills, west of Graz, next to my apartment. Yes, I'm running. Even if not that bad, these days' cold doesn't allow me to go around by bike. I'll be on holiday till January 6, but kids are both preparing their school tests, which prevents me to go anywhere, as many others are doing already. Hence, I must exploit this unexpected spare time to make some sport and detox from the Xmas binge. Today, I made the tour of the Plabutsch hill, running around the ThalerSee and going back to Graz along the valley road. A good deal of time for testing y body and thinking about the things to be done in the coming days.
And ... yes, the lake was frozen but not that much. The ice is not so thick to let a human walking on it. Still, the sound of the resonance waves created by some people launching stones is amazing, never heard before.
Friday, January 3, 2020
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