But so too on these perspectives I question what may be too much of “more of the same”.
Author: Paul Ferguson
Finding My Way
I sit within the Temple and write. Fountain pen in hand, pencil nearby for sketching.
Right Thread for the Madonna
The figure does not have to speak it is perfection to these eyes…a grace upon the earth.
To Rescue Those in Peril
As I move along I search for new and old brick and stone, evidence to 1940-1941…built and rebuilt.
New Day Rictus Grin
I climb the ladder and meet with the doctor face to face…the work is all I had imagined and hoped for and now in person I have completed my walk…
Some Redoubt…to Share Again
All of us on this wander have something to add perhaps a quote to read, a paragraph or two, stories from their hometown veteran or regiment.
We Can All Use the Light
That we too pilgrims travel for events of the Great War, Alexander ventured here 334 BCE (Before Common Era).
Yonder Toward the Dardanelles
Reds and whites stand out against layers of centuries old merchant fleets. With the green but dry Gallipoli Peninsula in the background another freighter compass point moves along.
Alinteri Words of the Day
Burnt branches litter the ground and in the near distance the sound of chainsaws and falling timber dry crackles its way to the ground.
Can You Hear the Music
The trauma still remains in these grounds and waters… though we repeatedly remind ourselves to never let this carnage happen again…