Halfway Over the Hill #1
Belated blog from the Italian Jungle (denoted as such by a friend from the sophisticated North) Seven years on.... from first being parachuted into the green wilderness of Abruzzo, hoping to be redeemed by the solace of nature... Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita, mi ritrovai per una città oscura, ché la diritta via era smarrita.*. ‐----------‐------------- Shooting Sunday Mid-June 2021 - It's the start of my second summer in my hillside home. I'm sitting on my favourite spot between the great oak and the cherry trees. I have a niche view of hill and valley. Spread before me is a perfect picture of rustic charm, artfully lit by the the Italian sun. Exquisite birdsong. A caressing 23 degrees. Everything looks, sounds and feels right. I can even breathe, which I couldn't in the city. And then... I have taken refuge inside the house because I heard some muted shooting. For a while, we were plagued by constant shooting at ...