Davide points through the rain and mist to the giant bronze figure with the outstretched arms at the top of the mountain. With a wink, he says, “He must be cold …” Poor Cristo Signore della Montagna, doomed to spend … Continue reading
Ah, January. You and your cold weather and bright sunshine which disappears at the drop of a (windily-removed) hat. Funny how a month which is noted for being all about new starts can be so damn disinclining towards the same. … Continue reading
Image: Feudo Vagliasindi “I’m Paolo, by the way,” says the angular man in the trendy, thick-framed glasses standing in front of me. “Like my father, and his father and – oh, pretty much all of the men in my family.” … Continue reading
I’m back in the land of the living. Yay! And here are pictures of some of the things that I’ve been up to in the past week: hiking on snowy Etna; sightseeing in Savoca; visiting the oldest tree in Europe. … Continue reading
