Not a serious blog. Just where I dump the odd things I read, in whatever language I found them. No order, no theme, no plan. Un po' di tutto.
Un jardín donde la hora se lee mirando qué flor se ha abierto.
Neve rosa che profuma di anguria: colpa di un'alga.
The pitch we call 'A' has quietly drifted higher for 300 years.
How a bitter berry nobody wanted became the world's favourite drink.
Why some common coins are worth more than rare ones.
Things a child grasps in a minute and mathematicians can't crack in 300 years.
An island that was erased, and a town that relocates itself.
Un tempo esistevano 14.000 varietà di mele. Dove sono finite?
Por qué el azul es el último color que aprenden a nombrar las lenguas.
Pourquoi des milliers d'horloges s'arrêtaient exprès, chaque minute.
Ein Metallklotz bei Paris war das Kilogramm — bis 2019.
Стрелка компаса показывает на точку, которая убегает в Сибирь.
Bancos de areia que mudam de lugar todos os anos.
In de stilste kamer hoor je je eigen bloed stromen.
Świat jako płaski krążek otoczony gorzkim morzem — 2500 lat temu.