I am still feeling inspired by all the wonder from our recent vacation. One of my favorite things was getting close enough to gently blow the dust from an ancient sculpture and I imagine the same dust on an artist’s hands from over 3000 years ago. To me it is the ultimate time machine.Looking at the partial pieces of sculpture, I also wonder if the artists got as triggered as I do when accidentally breaking off a key piece of work. I imagine so but couldn’t it also be the alternate explanation to the missing arms/penises/noses of ancient statues?How do they KNOW it was the uptight Christians knocking off penises? Could be just an artist that can’t get the penis exactly right, or perhaps the removal of appendages is like the selfie editing of today “Eww I look awful in this lighting, take it again on my good side”. So MAYBE even a famous sculptor such as Alcamenes had to edit his creation like this: We took a guided tour through the ruins and I was very pleased with the tiny yet loud archaeologist guide. It always surprises me how many rude tourists seem to be missing out on the wonder of what we are experiencing. For example; a man pushed by knocking us off of the narrow path to get to, well, just ahead of all of us I guess. G: “It’s been here thousands of years, I don’t think it’s going anywhere” Rocks that were stacked using no mortar outline walls that are still standing today. Guide: “If you see cement that’s where it has been repaired.”Arches that are are part of a water catchment system. Take a look at the keystones at the center of the arch in the picture below. Still as solid today as when the mason placed them there. While the guide weaves tales of antiquity, G & I place our hands on the cool marble stones. With my back and hands against the marble and my face toward the sun I swear I can feel the vibration of a thousand voices heard from those who passed this very window. Delos is the birthplace of Apollo who is also known as the god of light. Using the huge local mica deposit on the island the walls sparkled in all directions. It’s not hard to imagine approaching from the sea, buildings shining in the sun, a row of roaring stone lions leading the way to bustling shops and palatial structures.Someone asks the guide who these people were located in the middle of a group of houses. The answer is they don’t know. Not royalty, possibly a rich merchant’s family. They were obviously very fashionable. We end up with a lot of free time after the tour and before the ferry returns. We walk the fringes of the Island where nature has reclaimed her rightful place covering man’s structures that may be lesser known or simply ignored.I even found a couple of pretty little snails stuck on a wall. These Delos Island snails are super strong. I couldn’t pick it off the wall which was probably best anyway for the snail.We climb as high as we can and overlook the layout of the island.And visit the temple while we were up thereWe venture down and dip our toes in the nearby sea. The water is cool and so clear. It’s quiet except the soft waves. This little part of the ocean was a crossroads for trade for thousands of years. This little part of the sea was a sole source of life. Together in silence the two of us enjoy the complex history of this place. and reflect on the phenomenon when these places are abandoned and left to ruin. Together we whisper to each other and express our awe of human creativity and the need to write it all down.This simple unique rock placement of the wall below makes me so happy.Mosaic flooring, frescoes, sculpture & pottery have been recovered and preserved in the museum.
We are grateful for the opportunity to visit.
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When your doorknob looks like this;
It’s wise to have a lamp that doubles as a weapon.
We are staying with friends in Santa Marinella just outside Rome. Lucky for us they have a sense of adventure and love for UNESECO sites and lead us to the following adventure.
Mysterious Tarquina full of Etruscan surprises. We begin at the Necropoli. There are so many wonderfully preserved tombs here. Stunning rooms are carved into solid rock, including wide staircases descending to a small door entrance.
Part of the area dates to the 9-8th century BC. As time went on traditions changed, more and more elaborately decorated tombs appear. Many depict the Etruscan lifestyle. All are beautiful.
Above the surface there are yurt type structures. Of course over time these structures were buried beneath the earth and rediscovered by farming. Imagine the surprise of finding such treasure in your field!
After touring the Necropoli, our wonderful friends drove us to the town of Tarquina. The town retains a medieval charm. Meandering through the streets it is easy to imagine the sound of horse hooves clip-clop along the cobblestone roads.
On to the museum where the treasures are kept.
Fantastic pottery, carvings, weapons, and items used for daily life in the centuries BC are shown
This little museum rivals the more famous and a must see if you are able to break away from spectacular Rome and travel up to the area of Tarquina!
Continue reading “The Best Museum I Had Never Heard Of.”
What the heck? I have taken a 9 month break from publishing a post. Perhaps like birth but without the adorable baby at the end. (So many drafts. I just wasn’t willing to share) Today I feel amazing. Today I created beautiful things. Today I am brave.
Today I want to tell you about the lie. Or maybe it’s the truth as I see it.
This past 9 months I have been having the time of my life. My beautiful daughter married the man of her dreams, a loved one survived leukemia to remission, the world seems amazing and perfect. Life is so good.
Then a horrible imaginary sound invaded my universe. Like a BOOM! One of my loved ones became severely depressed and there was NOTHING I could do about it. I’m going to rename this person Scooby-Doo because everyone loves Scooby-Doo.
ISN’T IT HARD to imagine a depressed Scooby? ……..Exactly.
Why does it happen to such a wonderful person? Scooby is so loved, so funny, so happy. Scooby makes EVERYBODY feel good. How could SCOOBY be depressed?
Scooby’s brain lies to him. Scooby’s brain is full of a cornucopia of chemicals that create an alternate reality. If you love Scoob you are having a hard time accepting his state of mind. Picture Scooby Doo putting a gun in his mouth. Impossible! True.
Scooby is great at covering up. Only those who check in daily know. I am one of those. I am so ANGRY at those who don’t check in. Scooby lied to his loved ones. He said all is well so they don’t know.
Hey Shaggy, Save Scoob! If you read this & think you know who Scooby Doo is you are right. Call. Text. Show you care. It’s f’n life or death.
P.S. Scooby Doo I Love You
I really miss chips and salsa. Well it’s really the chips that are the issue. So we went on a quest to create the perfect non fat veggie chip to go with the salsa I crave daily.
The four veggies we tried were sweet potato, yams, beets and yucca root. The yucca root raw is, well, yucky so I had my doubts. Sliced and on trays we left them for about 6 hours to bake in the sun.
Here is what we learned; 1. Slice them as thin as you can. The thicker ones were chewy. 2. Lightly coat with olive oil and sprinkle with sea salt. 3. Place on a rack instead of cookie sheets. 4. Different vegetables dry at different rates. 5. The Yucca Root is Delicious! Who knew?
Now for the test with Salsa. Each flavor added something unusual & I can’t decide which one I like best. I DO know I am making more of these tomorrow.
Note: The goal making this solar oven was to make it with found materials. Craigslist free BBQ for the stand, A metal box surrounded by styrofoam & wood, glass from a picture frame. It boils liquid even in the winter but cooking outside in the summer sure helps keep the house cooler. The solar oven adds another way to do just that. Let the sun shine!