Archivi del mese: Dicembre 2018

I live in a cloud

Living in a cloud can take you to the highest of heights, above the clouds on sunny crisp days after the fog when it’s just you and Monviso and a happy world above that billowing white further down the hill. … Continua a leggere

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Meeting Bruno Murialdo – art in Langhe

I will confess I took a photo of Bruno Murialdo’s studio in Alba before seeing the sign requesting no photos. The shop was closed at the time and there was no-one around so I felt less silly laughing out loud … Continua a leggere

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Snow lambs

The soothing, comforting chinking of the bells belies the danger. It’s late for lambs. Their bleating fills this little hillside with ideas of motherhood and domesticity. To be broken only by the occasional shout of the shepherds, a whistle or … Continua a leggere

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The black cat from Valle Talloria

I got to him before he could be dismembered all over the road, the poor thing. In my distress I couldn’t bring myself to touch him, but I guessed he was still warm. I had been driving down the road … Continua a leggere

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