feathers found in Fermo

As often happens, I had taken my photographs and was returning home, camera safely in bag, thinking I was running late and had more photographs to take in the afternoon light. And then of course, as often happens, the next picture lay right there before me. In these moments it is my heart that speaks and there is really no choice at all.

balcone delle Marche: 2

I have always loved balconies. Stepping out of a room and being outside, yet still linked to the interior at the same time. A half-way space. Neither one nor the other. Inside outside. And being able to look at the world from the same perspective every time and behold the same world, changed before you.

from a balcony nelle Marche

This particularly beautiful balcone faces south. Stepping out from your salon, to your left you have the sea, to your right the Sibillini Mountains and before you cultivated valleys neatly patterned with olive groves roll away. Pausing here in the fading light of an autumn day, faraway cities with evocative names came to mind; Dubrovnik, Istanbul, Athens, Casablanca ..

mele

The apple trees we have are somewhat wild. Grown tall and we need a ladder and the tractor to pick them, but anyway tonight we have many baskets full. Tonight their perfume pervades the kitchen and the day was filled with their blushing rosy skin in the low autumn sun.