The Narrative Within

Morning Walk

Posted on November 6, 2026 by Art for Housewives

(Roma) Yesterday I had a dental appointment. It was a lovely day for a walk so I took the tram to Piazza Ungheria and from there walked the rest of the way.

Caffè Hungaria looking towards via Regina Margherita

Turn around and Viale Regina Margherita becomes Viale Parioli.

Le strisce **pedonali** aka pedestrian crossing

Parioli is an elegant neighborhood created during the time of Mussolini’s Fascist Rome. The development of this neighborhood was sponsored by its landowners. The main boulevard, Viale Parioli, is populated by elegant villas semi-hidden by the trees lining the street. At the time of its construction, Parioli was the place to live for high-ranking fascist functionaries.

a view of the well-known Enoteca Bulzoni

portico with painted vaulted ceiling/portico con soffitto a volta dipinto

This is Piazza Pitagora where an important archeological discovery was made in October 2022. While installing an electricall network, a Roman road paved with basalt as well as a funerary were revealed. The leaning parasol pine indicates where the excavations took place. To the left, via Mercalli and, to the right, via Bertoloni, the street where my dentist is.

These parasol pines look like they’re floating when seen from a distance.

and a very proud cypress tree

borders

Thanks to having watched episodes of Time Team, I though I was looking at wattle but it was just the weaving in and out of a climbing vine.

The photo is taken from via Angelo Secchi. Secchi (1818-1878) was a Jesuit and astronomer. You can see his bust on a pedestal at the Pincio gardens in the center of Rome.

Still on via Angelo Secchi. On this street, Mussolini bought a house for his daughter, Edda, and her husband Galeazzo Ciano.

via bertoloni mosaics

repurposed stone

Hospital with Flowers

flowers

Cropped Angel

Imprisoned Plant

the entrance to the building where my dentist is

The mosicas you have to walk on to get to my dentist…every time I go for a cleaning, I must step on these mosaics at least twice. The same motif is used in my buildings courtyard.

entering from via Bertoloni, you can see out towards via Mercalli

Ambient Art

urban fruit

Across the street from my dentist is Villa Fasciotti, now the Embassy of the Principality of Monaco in Rome. The villa, acquired in 1962 by Monaco, is located at via Bertoloni, 36.

This is the embassy as seen from via Anastasio Kirchner. Athanasius Kircher (1601-1680) was a Jesuit scholar and polymath.

urban green

viale Regina Margherita…heading home

Venus in a Niche +

Parioli + Piazza Ungheria +

Piazza Pitagora (Italian) Roma, nel quartiere Parioli una nuova scoperta archeologica + Nel cuore dei Parioli emergono resti della Roma imperiale + I Parioli come Pompei, a piazza Pitagora spunta un mausoleo romano +

Via Angelo Secchi + Angelo Secchi + The Busts of the Pincio: A Stroll Through Italy’s Cultural Icons + Ciano, Edda (1910–1995) +

Athanasius Kircher + Kircher and CONTRIBUTIONS FROM
THE MUSEUM OF JURASSIC TECHNOLOGY +

The Meaning Behind Italian Street Names +

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A Poem for Peas

Posted on November 1, 2026 by Art for Housewives

καλό μήνα

“I eat my peas with honey;

I’ve done it all my life.

It makes the peas taste funny,

But it keeps them on the knife.”

“I Eat my Peas with Honey” is a well-known nursery rhyme whose original author is unknown. However, it’s often accredited to Ogden Nash (1902-1971) as Nash was known for his nonsense poetry. He wrote things like:

“Who wants my jellyfish? I’m not a sellyfish.”

And

“Why did the Lord give us agility, If not to evade responsibility?”

When faced with absurdities, the brain doesn’t shut down. Instead, the brain tries to understand by animating cognitive systems hoping to make sense out of nonsense. It’s a survival mechanism. But when absurdity and reality become entangled, you will only go crazy if you try to find logic where logic doesn’t exist.

In all my life, I have never experienced living in such an absurd and spooky time. It’s as if everyday logic has been outlawed and exiled. So what to do?

When everyday logic doesn’t work, it’s time to get silly. And that’s my intention for today.

I Eat My Peas with Honey at Poetry Foundation + What Is a Nonsense Poem? Definition and Key Examples + 10 of the Best Ogden Nash Poems Everyone Should Read +

The Neuroscience of Gibberish: Making Sense of Nonsense (Even when comprehension seems impossible, your brain treats gibberish seriously, investing resources in extracting possible sense from the senseless)+

The Importance of Nonsense +

Nash considered himself a “worsifier.” Among his best known lines are “Candy / Is dandy, / But liquor / Is quicker” and “If called by a panther / Don’t anther.” His poems also had an intensely anti-establishment quality that resounded with many Americans, particularly during the Depression. +

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Variety

Posted on October 31, 2026 by Art for Housewives

Not everybody holds a cat in the same way. But that doesn’t make one right and the other wrong. They’re simply the same but different.

Diversity provides options and options helped man evolve. We are sapiens thanks to diversity.

How Evolution Shapes the Diversity of Life + Mechanisms Driving Genetic Diversity and Evolution +

Diversity and extinction +

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En garde

Posted on October 24, 2026 by Art for Housewives

Ladies, we need to learn how to properly defend ourselves and not just physically. The patriarchs are out of control. Women must become better aware of how these wannabe machos are trying to obliterate female autonomy.

Are these men really that insecure that they feel elevated by mistreating women? Do they really believe that a higher level of testosterone will make them a better person?

What’s incredible is that the manosphere complains that they’ve been deprived of their rights because of feminism. Well, what do they think initiated the feminist movement?

Feminism doesn’t exist because women hate men but because women are against what the patriarchal society has done to keep them from sharing the same rights as a man. So, what are the rights men claim they’ve be deprived of because of women? The right to rape?

It is the role of privilege that men have in a patriarchal society that gives them the idea they have the right to impose themselves not only on women, but on children as well.

Children need to be protected. Pedophilia is a mental health problem that ruins lives. As there’s apparently an epidemic of pedophilic disorders, to protect our children we must affront the problem seriously. More emphasis needs to be placed on understanding the cause of this disorder and how to treat it. Statics show that abused children often grow up to become abusers themselves.

So, hey, Wannabe Studmuffins, remember that the more you whine, the more you prove just what spineless little wimps you really are.

Empathy and Ecofeminism + Protect your Womanhood +

Abused Becomes Abuser Statistics +

CEO of Palantir Says AI Will Seize Power Away From College-Educated Women + Machine Learned Misogyny: Gender Bias in AI + AI is getting women wrong as gender bias persists, data reveals +

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Philomena

Posted on October 23, 2026 by Art for Housewives

Philomena sat on her sofa and wondered: is a name a destiny? She’d been named after a figure from Greek mythology. The Greek Philomena had been raped by Tereus, her brother-in-law. To keep Philomena from telling anyone of his crime, Tereus cut out her tongue. But Philomena had no intention of keeping quiet. She wove a tapestry telling of the abuse and sent it to her sister, Procne. Procne was so angry that she killed the son she’d had with Tereus. Tereus, in response, ran after the two sisters with an ax. As Philomena and Procne were running, they prayed to the gods to turn them into birds so that they could fly away. One sister became a silent swallow and the other a singing nightingale.

Now Philomena, the actual Philomena, had an unpleasant thought. The ancients believed that the soul eventually turned into a bird. Her bird had fled taking someone’s soul with it. But she didn’t know whose. She could only hope that it wasn’t her own.