The Cupola

Welcome to my blog and thanks for following! The writings are created by me, Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo and the material presented over the next five weeks are photographs also taken by me. I hope that you may be able to join me once a week, throughout the next year on my creative journey! Enjoy!

The architecture was tremendous.  Thank God for the window at the top.  They would have felt claustrophobic without it.  They admired the view each and every time they pushed through the heavy glass doors.  All would look up and hush.  Backpacks full of books on broad shoulders piled in and out, day and night.  Pins and needles dropped for all to hear.  Would they spend another year here?

~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo

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Rattlesnake

Welcome to my blog and thanks for following! The writings are created by me, Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo and the material presented over the next five weeks are photographs also taken by me. I hope that you may be able to join me once a week, throughout the next year on my creative journey! Enjoy!

The view was impeccable.  The landscape remarkable.  The chatter minimal.  The barking low.  The chirping soft.  The wind subtle.  The sun bearable.  The rocks flat.  The cloth spread.  The sol peaked.  The pair of peaches crisp.  Acorns hit the dirt.  Thunder roared.  The two spirits combined.  The owl had spoken.

~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo

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Mr. Hathaway

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Rolling over laps, bellies and bodies, his mouth smiled most fluently.  He felt his best climbing stairs and rolling around wagon wheels.  Perching himself at the highest point in a room and looking out over parlors and family rooms was part of his daily routine.  Calling him "Little King" was fitting, yet funny.  He loved showing off to little ones running around below.  The children found him utterly amusing and wished for him to constantly display his tricks.  They truly enjoyed watching him "play dead".  The parents were always so heavily involved in their academic conversation that they missed out on all the fun.  Mr. Hathaway would end by jumping high up several times in a row.  He then would choose a book from the various owner's shelves, pretend to read it briefly, while turning the pages with his small paws and then place the book neatly back on the shelf, just as he found it.  The giggles rose as well as the sound level of the adult conversation.  The children and Mr. Hathway would always treasure this special bond.  You are in disbelief?  See for yourself! 

~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo

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Stuffed Peppers

Welcome to my blog and thanks for following! The writings are created by me, Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo and the material presented this week are photographs also taken by me based on the subject matter of food. We hope that you may be able to join us once a week, throughout the next year on our creative journey! Enjoy!

Their bright green tops were cut off with the sharpest kitchen knife in the toolbox.  Their interiors were scooped out like hollow wooden dowels.  Their skin ever-so-soft, caressed in olive oil and neatly placed into three hundred and fifty degrees before filling with their interior belongings.  Tasty parmesan risotto, resembling beach sand, was cooked to perfection and neatly set aside.  The Italian mixture of veggies, finely chopped and carmelized to preciseness, was patiently awaiting where it would reside.  Juicy, ground sausage sizzled with seasoning.  Each green delicasy was fork lifted ever so lightly from the hot temperature, then tipped carefully to empty any excess water into the drain hole.  It was now time to build the first floors of these homes.  The sausage, veggies and risotto got along so well along the lower level.  A medium sized handful of mozzarella sprinkled over the colorful first floors added the needed texture.  A heaping scoop of homemade chunky tomato sauce spread evenly onto each of their roof tops like new tar on pavement.  The next layer of interior filling was added onto the second floors with the addition of more mozzarella and sauce over the roofs, flowing onto all four sides.  These finished model homes would now bake fully in the hot structure made just for them.  After thirty minutes, their appearance was even more pleasing than their unfinished look.  The lunch horn rang and the five construction workers took their seats.  One forkful proved the building process a success. 

~Written by Jennifer Alfia DiMarzo

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