Moon oh moon, old grouch:
if you say you’re surrounded,
we’ll say we’re circled
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2026)
Note
Artemis is preparing to circle the moon as this was written, while the moon was circling us as usual.
This world is so wide that, even if you flitted around and around it, you would never reach the end of it. This blog is a collage of more or less literary and humorous, outlandish or sometimes even serious glimpses at this great wide world.
Moon oh moon, old grouch:
if you say you’re surrounded,
we’ll say we’re circled
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2026)
Note
Artemis is preparing to circle the moon as this was written, while the moon was circling us as usual.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2026)
Notes
Once again, the more or less poetic truth and nothing but. Even though not the whole story has been told – as can be seen in the photo, some of them are also upside down. Fortunately, she did not have a height problem with the CDs, some of which are also present in the same piece of furniture. I dread to check what she’s done to the original sequence, though.
Aftertought
Sinclair Lewis is present three times in the picture, but World So Wide, his posthumous 1951 novel, after which this blog is named, is not among them.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2026)
Note
I got creative in three short lines due to something I overheard at the next table in a restaurant.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2026)
Notes
This is, of course, a much reduced list of today’s experiences – things heard or seen at home or on walks. Had to keep things short to cram it all into a haiku.
Last night, as I watched the 1st episode of Emily in Paris, which had been recommended by a friend, she was called a "plouc" by her lovely French colleagues. I had not come across that word before and looked it up - it means "hick". Wow! These French people really appreciate their American co-worker!
Sometimes it's even possible to learn something from a TV series.
My recent visit to the small Italian town of Lodi in Lombardy, about 30 km south of Milan, reminded me of the eponymous song by Creedence Clearwater Revival from 1969, which, however, makes reference to the city of the same name in California. John Fogerty, who wrote the song, obviously didn't like it very much (more about this can be found here).
Contrary to this, I enjoyed the Italian Lodi a lot, discovered lots of interesting places while walking through it within the limited time I had, and definitely would not mind getting stuck there again in the future.
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