Stained glass, Como, Italy.
Stained glass, Como, Italy.
Abandoned gelato, Como, Italy.
Pedestrian, Como, Italy.
I took a quick walk through the little town of Ortisei this morning before my long trip home to Connecticut. Seeing things in monochrome today: a noir-ish interpretation of a little chapel altar and a wonderfully graphic blackboard in the heart of town; not sure of its purpose but I rather liked the fact that all I could decipher was “Pink Floyd” and “tattoo.”
Another spectacular hike in the Dolomites today; our planned five-and-a-half-hour hike turned into a seven-hour hike after a bit of a wrong turn, but my daughter and I actually enjoyed every minute (well, almost), especially the restaurant we unexpectedly stumbled into at the halfway mark. Who knew a simple bowl of minestrone verdure would wind up to be the best soup I’ve ever eaten? Perhaps I should have taken a photograph of that…rather than all these postcard landscapes. 🙂
Braving light rain and heavy mist, my daughter and I ventured out for another hike in the Dolomites this morning. We hiked across the Resciesa pasture, and then up the Panascharte, a climb so arduous that we would have turned around rather than tackle it if the weather had been clear enough for us to see what we were in for. (A few photographs in clearer weather here, here and here.) Even though the views were obscured by fog and cloud, we were elated to reach the top.
My daughter was feeling a little under the weather so we took a break from hiking today. I wandered through town and stumbled across this little reflected scene in a local hotel stairwell.
A long hike across the Alpe di Siusi with my daughter today; we encountered one breathtaking scene after another…
…and one enchanting and friendly horse.
My daughter and I have arrived in Ortisei for a few days of hiking in and around the Dolomites in the South Tyrol. Today was mostly rain and fog, but our hike across the Resciesa Pasture was beautiful, nonetheless.
An early morning walk through the streets of Venice; cats and dogs made their presence known more than the people to whom they might belong.
While waiting for a water taxi at San Giorgio Maggiore, my beautiful daughter peeked into the layered shot I was aiming to compose–with all those boats–and made it all the better for her presence.
I’ve arrived in Venice to spend a week in Italy with my globe-trotting daughter. I spent a full day on planes, trains, and automobiles…and a boat, to boot…before landing at our hotel on the Grand Canal. I’m bone-tired but delighted to be here. A passing storm set the city aglow, and an evening rain shower turned our walk through San Marco Square into pure magic.
A parting shot from our hotel on Lake Como before our long flight home to New York. Ciao, Italy.
Lake Como, real and imagined.
When vacationing with family it has long been my habit to rise early and go for a walk–I love an hour or two of solitude and exercise before breakfast, not to mention the chance to capture the gorgeous morning light. Here, a simple shot of a lovely villa somewhere between Cernobbio and Moltrasio.