I adore my early morning walks here in Italy.
Yes, a bella passeggiata, a nice stroll, is high on my gratitude list for living in Italy. I try to rouse myself early enough these days to get going around seven or seven-thirty whenever possible. In this way, I can dodge the oppressive heat and the intense light of the sun which can be too much for my light green/blue eyes.
We live on the coast of Liguria and we are quite fortunate to have lovely sea views from our balconies. Getting to the beaches and the lively action at the port is a mere 5-10 minute walk downhill. We regularly take a bella passeggiata along the port and shore, but it’s my solitary stroll up into the hills behind our house that feeds my soul. As I hoof it further and further up the hill, the traffic becomes so sparse as to be almost non-existent. My morning stroll becomes a walking meditation, and my spirit and aperture opens up to take in the many little visual vignettes offered to me along the way.
I set myself a photo challenge.
Using only my iPhone camera, I wanted to look deeper into the surroundings of my bella passeggiata. I resolved to not just go for picture postcard beauty but to seek out beauty in the ordinary. I also wanted to capture elements of Italian life with a more pastoral vibe.
I am a lucky, lucky man.
When I climb the hills behind our house and work up a light sweat, I am reminded of something. The best things in life are indeed free!
So, with all that said, I invite you to join me for my bella passeggiata in the following photo essay.