It’s an odd feeling that whenever I am at home in Arad, I also unavoidably feel like a tourist too: since I have not spent considerable stretches of non-holiday time here for a decade or so, I do not have a data plan on my phone, so I keep hunting wi-fi connections. Needless to say,…
Category: Arad
Fifteen Millimetres of Pure White Snow
So it’s Friday morning and you notice a layer of snow and frost, and you know all too well this won’t last, because the climate is slowly becoming borderline sub-tropical with delusions of being continental, but you’re feeling somewhat sub-tropical yourself, as in very relaxed and not in a rush to do anything, most poignantly…
Home for the Holidays
It’s quite fashionable to moan about the white Christmases of yore and how they don’t happen anymore, but I honestly can’t recall any. It’s not just that I cannot remember a snow-apocalypse type Christmas, I simply can’t say if there was snow, ever. This is probably partly due to the fact that I was…
Houses We Built
Anyone can take pictures these days, you don’t even need to subject yourself to the hassle of carrying a camera around: your phone is smarter than you and always readily available to fire away. The problem is that, in the meantime, we have kind of forgotten how to actually look at things. And see…
The River of My Dreams
I have those moments of great weakness (usually at the very end of summer, right after having returned from some sunny Mediterranean island) when I start waxing lyrical about how I love the sea, even in the tragic circumstance of having been born spectacularly far from any such body of water, and being, if…
Flowers and kittens
I was thinking it’s high time for a post of great importance and weight, touching on subjects totally relevant to our times and offering much food for thought.So here it is. Flowers and KITTENS. …
My Own Private Sakura
Of course everybody’s got a camera these days, or at least a smart phone with one, so the Internet is aflood with yay-blossoms-blooming-trees-spring-is-here-yay shots.I have of course already admitted to being week minded enough to not resist a pretty flower, but these blooms are most special to me, because they come from my grandmother’s garden. …
So This Was Christmas
It started with Easter weather, but went on to become quite polar. The cats did not break the tree, hard as they tried, but the little one tested her first snow. The red star shone on, and I can still find a store or two that sells Christmas candles for dinosaurs like me. All in…
The Christmas Post
Crăciun Fericit! Boldog Karácsonyt! Merry Christmas! Joyeux Noël Buon Natale! Hyvää joulua! Frohe Weihnachten! Feliz Navidad! God Jul! Срећан Божић! Bon Nadal!
Early Autumn Lights
I love to follow the changing of the seasons in parents’ yard and garden, because it’s all so contained, I know every nook and cranny, so all alterations that would be small elsewhere, are very vividly noticeable here. Early autumn is almost never cold, but the light shifts into a muted hue, and all fruit…
Pocket Diary Budapest 