Thursday Doors, June 22 2017

Amore’s coworker said: “You must go to Castagneto Carducci. There are some doors there waiting for you.” And so we went. As we were going in that direction as it was, in search of the castle that didn’t want us from yesterday’s post, I rooted for this hilltop town. My friend obliged. Then we went…

WPC: Fok-us

“Fok” is something I might say when my super auto point-and-shoot decides to focus on something else than I would. Still, it makes for interesting pairings. I’m quacking from the heat as I’m touristing around new locations with my visitor and my dog who has seen it all and yet gives me the “ARE YOU…

Rotating suns

“Girasoli” in Italian. The suns that rotate. Amore tells me that this is only true when they are young. Once old they become too stiff to turn with the sun. I think these are quite new, the season is starting. This is the first field I find this year. And my friend decided to become…

Cincincincilla, mom!

A year has passed since your big party, which is still the talk of the town, and now you’re deep into the 80’s, as your friend friendlily noted. Not an easy thing to believe, right? No wonder the waiter at your party last year thought we were all joking. Just look at you! Below are…

Thursday Doors, June 8 2017

Another funky Thursday. Listening to funk, feeling the funk. Have some funky doors from Montemerano. This is a tiny village close to Terme Saturnia, a wild bathing spot with a warm waterfall and all. For some reason it often makes the top ten list of must-see Italian villages. I mean, not that it’s not especially…

Apocalyptically yellow

Never one to count ill omens or signs of the beast or whatever, but this yellow and that Qatar bode no well. And now those bees in Rome too. To explain and depict what I meant yesterday by our landscape having gone apocalyptically yellow, here is my environment and what is happening to it after…

WPC: Buddies and friends

In the last few months these were my friends. Thank you all, bloggers and other onliners, for adding humanity to my daily existence. As you can see, I sorely need it. Even though Bestia performs a variety of roles, as you will see. Photo: © signature mmm (except the one of me and my friend)…

Thursday Doors, June 1 2017

Today is the day to reminisce and look at the doors through which we shall all pass one day. There will not be as many doors as is the Norm (;) unless you think of each grave as a door, and probably we should. This cemetery of Talamone is another example of how serene, almost…

Ex-cat-ibur

We’ve been here before but we had to return for the Sword. For me, the Abbey of San Galgano is easily the most impressive monument of Italy so far. The pull is strong and it takes me back to certain paintings and old photographs, probably off postcards. It’s as if I was there yet, and…

Four rights

Sunday is finishing and I’ve got the weekly recap, two truths and three photos for you. Both quotations will be by Roald Dahl. Here is the first: You should never, never doubt something that no one is sure of. ― Roald Dahl I’ll leave this here to sink in, and in the meantime have a look…

WPC: Eva and Adam nescent

I don’t like words that I don’t know how to pronounce and don’t know what they mean. “Fleeting” makes more sense. Until I learn them, that is. So thank you for the lesson. Still, I had to break it down: into “Eva” (and Adam) and “nescent”. I like the definition of the latter: “just coming…

Other ages

The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been. ― Madeleine L’Engle I took these in a matter of two minutes while descending some stairs in Ansedonia, at the end of our 12 km beach. They walked into my frame, so to speak, and my camera wouldn’t look…

Letting the sun go down

All colours in four minutes. Not a fire, just the sun saying goodbye for now. This was about ten days ago on the road, as I was taking my parents home from Orvieto where they had gotten off the train. The colour depended on how much I zoomed in and how far from the sun I pointed. As…

No country for dieting

Visitors come here and say they are dieting. At first glance it seems healthy. But actually Italy wishes to seduce you at every step. These are the first things you see. Photo: © signature mmm

Have mercy, Pereta

This was yesterday. We had a go at all-you-can-eat Tuscan-style in beautiful Pereta. Just don’t believe Google Maps. For if you do, mercy on your soul. Via Roma, 10, Pereta, is the official address of Trattoria da Maria Moretti, but do NOT enter this into your satellite dish, or it will lead you into an unnecessary…

WPC: Reflecthings

Here are some recent reflections: of Rome, of Bestia, of me, of me on Bestia, of trees. Most were taken with the help of the car – which reminds me that for photographic reasons I need to wash the roof too – except the last two are reflections in a puddle. We don’t have many…