Casa Robino

 This is the fourth journey towards home, toward where the great advantages are waiting for us. Reading it, mystics will feel very happy, as a meadow feels when it hears thunder, the good news of rain coming, as tired eyes look forward to sleeping. [...] More hope for the hopeful, lucky finds for foragers, wonderful things thought of to do. Anticipation after depression, expanding after contraction...Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Balkhī's introduction prose prayer to Mathnawi.This is my fourth great journey too.Here there's a pregnant cat just about to spill out everywhere. Four others. A puppy found abandoned in a field between the two villages today. Three goats, one hermaphrodite. One litre of milk everyday. Vlad the Impaler is a national hero. Three dogs; one beaten, one almost drowned and another left in a sac outside the farm. Hens. Sheepskin rugs. Honey from a neighbour. A woman comes across the street and cooks everyday. Nobody asks her to. Villagers leap the fence and knock and shout at the door wanting to talk. Nothing can stop them. They haven't found out how to unlock the door yet, but when they do, expect to be talked to while sleeping.