poetry, Travel

Farewell to Summer

Sunflowers outside Siena, flickr, by Cristos.
Sunflowers outside Siena, flickr, by Cristos.

Sunflowers bloom anytime between June and July in Tuscany. The hotter the weather, the earlier they bloom and this summer was a scorcher.

My friend and I traveled between Siena, San Gimignano, and Montalcino during the second week of September.

Swaying stalks of sunflowers waved a tricolor swath. The egg yolk yellow of youth, the gold of prime time, and the sepia color of age.

By the time we left Siena, last week, the sunflower fields became a personal haiku.

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Once golden, bronzed

heads bid farewell to a

summer of brilliance

 

Goodbye, summer.

I look forward to the colors of autumn and traveling to Denver, CO to see the vibrant shades of fall.

Enjoy your last summer weekend!

Inspiration, poetry, Travel, Writing

Five Ways Travel Inspires Writing

Terracotta tiles, soaring medieval towers, huge duomos, the lush landscapes of Florence, Siena, Cinque Terre, and the Tuscany area of Italy still fill my mind.

Only 414 steps to top for this view of Florence's Duomo
Only 414 steps to top for this view of Florence’s Duomo

Travel refreshes. It pushes the borders of one’s mind and taste buds out into new frontiers.

When my eyes took in the scenery in Italy I was inspired to write and share some photos with you.

The landscapes inspire. Green comes in hundreds of shades: the olive tree, broad grape leaves, deep green shutters against sunbaked yellow walls.

Architecture evokes time’s past and juxtaposes the present. Medieval towers with black iron gates, alabaster and pink marble churches, french gothic mixed with romanesque styles dating from the 1200’s, crumbling fortress walls with Smart-cars parked beneath.

Indigenous food. Fat ribbons of pastas, creamy cheeses, dense chocolate, velvety panna cotta with limoncello, berries that vibrate with color.

Foods of Siena, Italy. Pappardelle, Sformatino, Panna Cotta, berries
Foods of Siena, Italy. Pappardelle, Sformatino, Panna Cotta, berries

The everyday scenes. Gatti’s (cats) sunning, elderly ladies sweeping, the high shrill of horns honking, and the voices selling wares, “the best in…”

Gatti sunning in Monterosso, Cinque Terre, Italy
Gatti sunning in Monterosso, Cinque Terre, Italy

And I cannot forget the wine, especially the Brunello wine from the Abbadia Ardenga Winery. Mario, the 86 year-old owner was our host. His wife, our chef. You can read about him here.

Brunello of Montalcino, Italy.
Brunello of Montalcino, Italy.

Landscapes, architecture, food, everyday scenes,

and finding treasures like this poetry in San Gimignano are five ways travel inspired me to write today.

Poem to the migrants lost at sea, San Gimignano, Italy
Poem to the migrants lost at sea, San Gimignano, Italy
Dedication to Migrants-San Gimignano, Italy
Dedication to Migrants-San Gimignano, Italy