Pinocchio in waiting

On Sunday we were hopping from one autumnal sagra, rural feast, to the next, four in all. These images are from Montorsaio. Whereas vistas one can expect, certain things you must look for, or at least have your mother point them out. Such as this Pinocchio in waiting. Photo: a © signature mmm production

Promised Volterra

I have many eclectic lists, dear to my heart – of books to read, of films to watch, of articles to study, of places to go – and I’ll have to live much over 100 to do it all. But one thing is certain: I’ve got Volterra down, and I’m grateful I’d caught the whiff on the net…

My life

My life today in five images: two from the very beginning of the 200+ photos and three from the very end taken in Pomarance, a town we visited exclusively for its name: in my language it means “Oranges”. In between there were two firsts: Castiglioncello on the coast just under Livorno and impressive Volterra inland. More…

Oh Siena

In a crowded place like Siena, one cannot not capture strangers in photographs. I wonder, together with The Snow Melts Somewhere (else, luckily), if they had all put make-up on, knowing they would end up in my photo. As we were sitting on the steps of Siena Cathedral yesterday, right in the middle, in front…

Intimate Sant’Antimo

I have a draft post on my gmail where I save travel ideas all over my relatively immediate neighbourhood from friends, blogs and the Internet in general. The Abbey of Sant’Antimo was one such. You never know when I might be looking, saving and following your footsteps. As we were returning home from Siena this April, we…

Thursday Doors, July 21

Since it’s my sister’s birthday today, I’m glad to let her be the photographer behind (or is it before) this week’s Thursday Doors. She loves doors too, you see. Thank you, sis, and cin cin! Photo: KLU For Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors challenge.

Thursday Doors, July 14

I don’t know if it’s just me, but sometimes doors find me where I’d expect anything but. To set the scene. It’s April, my hiking – not to say mountaineering – friends are visiting, so I choose an easy, two-hour walk between Pitigliano and Sovana, two exceptional towns that I’ve visited often, just never walked from one to…

Safari safari

What do you think of this? There is a person who still enters my first blog through the post in which I compared Matter to the greatest Slovenian poet. It has five likes. I’ve read an article since in which another Slovenian poet is chosen as a comparison. We need to have this straight, who said…

WPC: Niki’s numbers

As it happens in life, I find myself less than 15 minutes away from Niki de Saint Phalle’s Tarot Garden. This time I will show you her numbers. “Il giardino dei tarocchi,” signs point. If one has made an (amateur) career out of playing Austro-Hungarian card game tarock (here a quick, not very well-played round to get…

Thank you for the happy genes

My grandmother on my mother’s side, baca Nada, was born on this day. We always had a blast. Thank you, baca, I’m feeling the happy gene pool, and keeping on filling it. In the poem you liked reciting to me in several languages, beautiful Vida is whisked away to a foreign country. Well… how can I…

Green house

Settled in yet? Have an eye rest. Location: Porto Ercole Photo: a © signature mmm production

SL-WEEK 44: Not nearly clearly

Welcome to my new blog! For now, until the current one fills up, there will be a transition stage and I will be slowly introducing this blog to my readers and followers. We have to take the power back is the main motto, even though apparently I intend to achieve this posting dog images. Since there…