I’m working from my phone today, so please bear with me if my post looks a little more plain than usual…
There’s still time to wish this amazing gentleman a Happy Birthday! Keep submitting your wishes through October 2 to email@example.com!
Have a great weekend!
by Walter de la Mare (credited)
When music sounds, gone is the earth I know,
And all her lovely things even lovelier grow;
Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.
When music sounds, out of the water rise
Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes,
Rapt in strange dreams burns each enchanted face,
With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place.
When music sounds, all that I was I am
Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came;
And from Time’s woods break into distant song
The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.
All the professional dealings of Il Volo
Il Volo once again participated in the VIP Masters Tennis Tournament, which was held 10 days ago. They seemed to enjoy themselves, and of course, I think everyone loved having them. Who doesn’t? ❤
Spring and Summer are my happy seasons , and the beach is my spiritual place. Not just any beach, mind you. The beaches at your local rock quarry or river don’t count–at least not for me. I’m talking about the beaches near bodies of water big enough to contemplate how big the world is, whose depths of its unknown cause the imagination to wander, and whose beauty is unchanged regardless of whether it’s crystal blue in the sun or changing to various shades of green in an impending storm.
Having just spent a few days there recharging my batteries (but I can never get enough), I understand why Il Volo spends so much downtime there, and love seeing the pictures they and their loved ones share.
Of course, I also lover any picture that they share with us. Here are all of my faves from the last couple of weeks. Enjoy!
The Team and one of their captains…
Off to the beach…after a little lunch…
This young lady is very lucky…
And these just because…
Summertime is my spirit season, and the guys of Il Volo seem to love it too. With scenery like this, who could blame them?
— From Daniela
LA SCALA DEI TURCHI
The Scala dei Turchi is a rocky wall (cliff) rising over the sea along the coast between Realmonte and Porto Empedocle in the province of Agrigento.
The Scala dei Turchi has a wavy and irregular shape, with sweet and rounded lines.
The name comes from the past raids of Turkish pirates, who were sheltered in this area less than the winds and representing a safer landing.
The beach is famous for the candida and dazzling color of its rocks; is a protected area but in the past it has been threatened several times by tourism …
Piero: “Guys, Good morning to everyone, from La Scala dei Turchi”
And one of his friends says:
“Look what spectacle we have here in Sicily guys”
~~ Thanks, Daniela