Rain returned yesterday and for the next few days it’s going to be very damp and misty. It’s a good time, perhaps, to look back at photographs one’s taken ten years ago of this same part of the world.
Sometimes it’s easily recognizable where the photographs have been taken, sometimes it’s not. The village must be somewhere near Corfino by the views from it but is that stretch of water Lago Pontecosi? And what about these amazing mill wheels?
Already mysterious mists of time are descending onto pictures I’ve taken here.
From the snow’s embrace
a crocus thrusts forth its bud:
when will spring arrive?