Archive for December, 2015

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Santa’s Watch, Italy © Jim Korpi

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Neighbor’s Fake Snow, Codogno, Italy © Jim Korpi

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Comments about BH Fraser Fir Tree:

“Been buying a real Christmas tree for years. Tired of the mess and having to constantly water it. It amazing how real the Balsam Hill tree looks. Came in 4 pieces. Easy to assemble. No messing with lights. Used the gloves provided to protect my hands while spreading the branches. It took less than 20 minutes. Just need to decorate.”

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Lago Maggiore, Italy © Jim Korpi

The woman upstairs wears high heels in her house at night while she struts down her hallway. The sound reminds me of the time my brother and I were at a swimming hole one summer as kids. “Go under water and tell me what this sounds like,” he said and then tapped two round, wet stones together. “What does it sound like?” he asked when I came to the surface.
It sounds like your neighbor upstairs who wears her high heals in the house at night, quick thuds submerged under a lake of concrete.

Korpi_150611_014“Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not look for allies in life’s battlefield but to my own strength.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling your mercy in my success alone; but let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure.”
~Rabindranath Tagore, Fruit Gathering