The Roman version of Indian summer.
Month: October 2016
Some Clouds
Because Sheep Can’t Read?
Pizza Flag
…of Bulgaria. But close.
I see London, I see France
“We actually love the sight of our underwear flapping in the wind…tourists love to take pictures of it, they think hanging laundry is quintessentially Italian, the way it dots the landscape… Sometimes their photos appear on Instagram or on Flickr, or as a lovely postcard, and we think that’s quite sweet — our underwear, socks and panties, have become a work of art!” — Francesca Marciano, The Other Language
Italian Wedding
We weren’t invited.
Piazza San Cosimato
This is our favorite square in Trastevere, down the hill from where we live. That blurry object is a falling leaf.