Today celebrates my friend Darja. No matter that the passage of time clearly doesn’t affect you, I still wish to gift you a tune, a poem and some happy images of together times.
First the soundtrack. It could be The Doors, since on this day Jim Morrison was born back in 1943, or it could be John Lennon since on this day in 1980 his life on earth tragically ended. Alas, here to bring out the Italian in everyone is a man whom you love and have heard live several times – Mr. Mike Patton.
Next, a little anecdote poem:
Grandpa might not be good with names
but he could make a mean goulash.
So when you came by while I was out
and left me a basketful of goodies
it was with deepest respect for all that’s good
that he replied to my inquisitive glance:
“Who left it? Your friend, you know the one,
with hair like goulash.”
You moved from Slovenia to England a long time ago and live an hour from London, I live halfway between Siena and Rome, so nowadays we see each other once a year but as you correctly said – better once than not at all. The last time I visited you was in 2010 for the Pearl Jam concert. I truly hope that you and your humorous Scottish husband will visit us in Tuscany too one day.
And finally, here is a compilation of our fun times in images with some other orange moments thrown in. Because orange is not a new anything, it’s always been and it’s here to stay.
Dear Darja, who knows where in the world you are celebrating right now. Wherever it is, cheers and to many more happy years!