Lens-Artists PC: Five days in a life

Friday was like most days. All I did was walk the dog: right in the morning light, left as the sun sets. The other four days were more active. They were the only ones in the last two months when I went somewhere else.

Amy’s challenge is actually called A Day of my Week so I have to include last Friday when nothing happened as is the norm here. It comes at the end as Day Five. In my Mexcessive fashion I add four more happening days.

Every day is represented with five photos in five galleries. I did my best to choose unposted photos, only Crystal pointing towards the Orbetello lagoon bears repeating. Who knows when she’ll be back.

Day One, September 2:

Santa Fiora – Monte Amiata – Orbetello lagoon

This was our second day trip in Tuscany with our visitors from Oregon, Crystal and Pedro. The next day we drove them to Slovenia. But why? Because that’s where I’m from. When they returned home on September 10th, my same old days began with the three exceptions below: days Two, Three and Four.

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  Santa Fiora was a complete success. It has a fish tank in its centre.

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  It’s not called Holy Flower for nothing.

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  The view from Monte Amiata, the highest peak of lower Tuscany.

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  You can drive up but the last part we did on foot because the stand-up-and-move contraption of the right for lazy people was unappealing. Crystal caught a blister. You cannot walk on this meadow either! We had to go around.

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  On return we caught the very last light at the Orbetello lagoon. No flamingos yet.

Day Two, September 23:

Castello di Celsa – the Elsa valley – Colle di Val d’Elsa – San Gimignano

Then my uncle came over and we did two mega day trips with lots of places yet unseen, food yet uneaten, doors yet unshot. This was the first.

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  We trusted the navigation and took a VERY steep unpaved road (even though a normal road leads up here too). The car suffered. When we finally reached Castello di Celsa, this is all we could see. Taken through the gate.

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  A Tuscany moment in the middle of nowhere.

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  The path next to the Elsa river is adorable if a bit up and down. We soon became tired and hot and hungry and turned around.

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  A very lucky lunch find: Portanova Hosteria Enoteca in Colle di Val d’Elsa.

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  San Gimignano, my first time. Pointy and touristy, but I knew that. Still worth it.

Day Three, September 28:

Montefiascone and Rocca dei Papi above Lake Bolsena – Cellano – Sant’Angelo di Roccalvecce

The second trip with my uncle was even crazier and it included a misty lake view, a ghost castle with an open-air museum, and a spectacular fairy-tale mural town.

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  Lake Bolsena from Rocca dei Papi. Misty but full of atmosphere.

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  The upper town of Montefiascone.

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  Apart from the castle museum, the ghost town Celleno has some houses that look still lived-in.

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  On the way I stopped for this tree.

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  Final stop: amazing Sant’Angelo di Roccalvecce. Don Quixote and Puss in Boots say hello.

Day Four, October 19:

Castiglione della Pescaia – Punta Ala – Follonica

Sometimes, rarely, it happens. Once in these two months I went on a solo trip with bestia. It was not a full success since I didn’t find any restaurant or even a bar where I’d like to stop. And bestia was barking in the car. And I lost (and found) the lens from my glasses. And that menacing marina…

(No photos from Follonica. I was too busy trying to keep up with the navigation in search of the sweet shop which turned out to be closed. So I went home.)

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  I stop for things I like. This line of trees got my full attention.

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  Castiglione della Pescaia gives good views.

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  A fisherman’s beach before Punta Ala.

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  The skyful of pines.

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  This restaurant in Punta Ala was open and one table was occupied but I don’t know… I clicked and moved on instead.

Day Five, October 29:

To the right

All the other days were spent walking my dog in the usual way: to the right in the morning, to the left in the evening. This was Friday, a classical same old day, and this was to the right. But you see, with daily views like this I’m reluctant to go anywhere else. (Not just this, my feet hurt as well. And alone is not nearly as much fun.)

With the gallery below I sign off and wish you more same old days if they look like this, carefree and calm. After all, as my family knew all along: nothing is good for the eyes.

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  My tree friends.

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  A growth I always admire.

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  Oleanders hanging on.

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  Autumn palette.

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  Morning glories on the way back home to the left.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Amy at THE WORLD IS A BOOK…: A Day of my Week

This day in my blogging history

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  2016: A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another. —Rebecca Solnit (compilation of book images)

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  2017: Tuscania – I’m the kind of person that doesn’t remove the bucket.

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  2019: Friendly Friday hereabouts

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