Walking through the narrow alleys of the Filippini district I was captured by the looks of this wooden door. It seems quite old with nicely layered varnish and one perfectly polished bronze handle and one totally blackened, just like the two key holes.
This church in Lazise (Garda Lake) was built in the XII century and dedicated to the Patron Saint of waters and navigators, St. Nicholas (Nicolò). It is rather tiny and simple with no baroque signs whatsoever, no stuccoes, no marbles. Just plain stone with ancient frescoes emerging from under the wall painting.
Here is St. Antony Abbot (on the right), widely venerated in this area as the protector of animals and healer of skin diseases. His left hand holds a rod, symbol of authority, while the right hand makes a blessing with three fingers, as was customary for a bishop.
My kitchen cupboard, full of plates, glasses and part of my beloved coffee and tea cups collection. Some of them have been in the family for generations, some others I have bought for a few euros at junk shops. In the reflection, apart from me, you may see the kitchen working space with a kettle, oil and dressings plate, a calendar and my mugs hanging on the hooks.
Driving to work, yesterday morning. I leave the city center behind and head to the industrial area of the town. After a few warm weeks, Italy (and the rest of Europe) is being hit by a strong weather depression that is causing strong winds and storms. After a long pause (four years!) I am now back at work, so I face this scene every morning, while a couple of weeks ago I was sipping coffee at the bar... I am not complaining...in fact I am rather excited for my new position... I am just exposing some new facts of my life :-))))