Snow is falling on our "Decameron"

Sadness ...

When it started snowing in thick flakes yesterday evening, the last lines from James Joyce's "The Dead" came to my mind:

"His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead."


... and Hope

In the morning Aurora discovered that one of our rose bushes already had flowers in full blossom.

And she began to sing an old German Christmas carol:

"Lo, how a rose e’er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse’s lineage coming,
As men of old have sung.
It came, a flow’ret bright,
Amid the cold of winter,
When half-spent was the night.

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Comment by Irene |

It is pains me to see so many lives affected,but especially Italy and especially Umbria for that is a place where my heart is, wishing you to get out of fast and healthy!

Reply by Annette Greifenhagen

Dear Irene,
thank you for thinking of us and our fellow citizens in Italy.
We are confident that we will get out of this, but it needs patience and solidarity.

All the best to you, too, stay well!

Comment by Siobhan Richards |

Beautiful to see this! Wishing you all well, Siobhan (Gouda) x

Reply by Annette Greifenhagen

Dear Siobhan,
thank you for thinking of us - take care and stay well!

Comment by Lee |

So beautiful, how strange to see snow at this time of year. We are in early Autumn in New Zealand but receiving daily sunshine at the moment and its really quite warm. The rose is so beautiful, I actually paint very large paintings of flowers but a the moment I am painting a seascape for a commission.

Love for you to see my flowers on Instagram: leecarolineart

Stay safe, stay at home x

Reply by Annette Greifenhagen

Dear Lee,

thank you so much for thinking of us. We are happy that you liked our rose under the snow.
The paintings on your instagram-Gallery are wonderful!

All the best to you and your loved ones