tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3374612943654259492024-03-06T01:33:24.540+01:00Molfetta Daily PhotoAn Outsider's View In and Around Molfetta, ItalySarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.comBlogger531125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-81572146207524725392011-03-04T14:46:00.000+01:002011-03-04T14:46:21.069+01:00Mystery Revealed, no. 12<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ItoZF2xV26Ve8KuFFOco7GOzxLYgTTp6WxXFXCfB_kF1qadBHcZ66GvPdCM72j9qqTZwuIf2R_sleUILDAGJQC51mpijLePDgHxIZTOPRc2o1XAvZISmb5KSXu8kJzFCaeXugvItLlwN/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ItoZF2xV26Ve8KuFFOco7GOzxLYgTTp6WxXFXCfB_kF1qadBHcZ66GvPdCM72j9qqTZwuIf2R_sleUILDAGJQC51mpijLePDgHxIZTOPRc2o1XAvZISmb5KSXu8kJzFCaeXugvItLlwN/s640/077.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, it was not too much of a mystery for VP, bfarr and Eleonora to guess that yesterday's Mystery Photo showed mooring rings. These are located along the port for fishing boats to tie up to while they are in harbour. </div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-46283414480119031352011-03-03T09:21:00.001+01:002011-03-03T09:21:52.037+01:00Mystery Photo, no. 12<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibHNI15X-_KAa3rYKAl3pqyu5863z6WtEJFDT37Mk4FtQZf19wqdFfTVjbYsiygLja_Q4UlBKZjbRB1Ep6o2DoyBG5EFrndsLbs3h_zq_sbmuKf24kGttNJ0fu_IOV2G5PcT7ZL6zsucpv/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibHNI15X-_KAa3rYKAl3pqyu5863z6WtEJFDT37Mk4FtQZf19wqdFfTVjbYsiygLja_Q4UlBKZjbRB1Ep6o2DoyBG5EFrndsLbs3h_zq_sbmuKf24kGttNJ0fu_IOV2G5PcT7ZL6zsucpv/s640/079.JPG" width="480" /></a>e </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's time once more to play Mystery Photo, where you tell me what you think the thingamagig in the photo is all about. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hint: it's not actually meant to be a giant ashtray!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Answer to be revealed in tomorrow's post.</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-82152821055191056742011-03-01T14:36:00.001+01:002011-03-01T14:37:45.981+01:00Monthly Theme Day: My Favorite Part of Town<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6e57TfIvXCYSNlD98ylwkfYAevAaa4mU4URvB-aklwChBH8DJmlDdAG-A4TCP1PbcFIESiL3mQUUeZ9mNPkCjC3a-aSM3iblr2GB9Ou1yQf0GqpJtGykxetm4HnJploF-ZOfc8rwOogQ/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6e57TfIvXCYSNlD98ylwkfYAevAaa4mU4URvB-aklwChBH8DJmlDdAG-A4TCP1PbcFIESiL3mQUUeZ9mNPkCjC3a-aSM3iblr2GB9Ou1yQf0GqpJtGykxetm4HnJploF-ZOfc8rwOogQ/s640/058.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My favorite part of town is the port, it's a nice place to take a walk most days of the year and most times of day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.citydailyphoto.com/portal/themes_archive.php?tid=55">Click here to view thumbnails for all participants</a></div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-19765131644162635382011-02-27T14:57:00.001+01:002011-02-27T14:58:28.667+01:00Fishmobile<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPTQu42gcqsWkbFExmh7USaXrIf5swSN91Jm0ORM_SdvayEbJScji-NkmJ_aYP-P6GKgNvEv1C8mNw0e3NH0QbIXxyuuK7C2Wnvp4K4r9SWUi_OivX32S4t6QJNSeFVaYp-m_IwGmaROib/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="409" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPTQu42gcqsWkbFExmh7USaXrIf5swSN91Jm0ORM_SdvayEbJScji-NkmJ_aYP-P6GKgNvEv1C8mNw0e3NH0QbIXxyuuK7C2Wnvp4K4r9SWUi_OivX32S4t6QJNSeFVaYp-m_IwGmaROib/s640/054.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">This mobile fish shop which, if you believe what's written on its blue backdrop, offers "the best of the sea," reminds me of the bookmobile of my childhood in the US.</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-64740565333804966452011-02-10T09:37:00.001+01:002011-02-10T16:04:52.058+01:00Crocheted Handicrafts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3SfDZR605NZjCr6MHcPzTY1py3zZpWn-kb4TNhxb6xfTwjJcYvd5FgYpcWdfOedly_6HGtWKw2wwRe0jRNFGyA_1hO1y0xdiU-VLqU9bdfTYtJPWCTZxvJwSsmK60UlhCgi6L6MnJ8TV3/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3SfDZR605NZjCr6MHcPzTY1py3zZpWn-kb4TNhxb6xfTwjJcYvd5FgYpcWdfOedly_6HGtWKw2wwRe0jRNFGyA_1hO1y0xdiU-VLqU9bdfTYtJPWCTZxvJwSsmK60UlhCgi6L6MnJ8TV3/s640/067.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">The town of Alberbello (see previous post <a href="http://molfetta-daily-photo.blogspot.com/2011/02/alberobello.html">here</a>) is known for its handworked crocheted linens. They are very pretty and also quite affordable. One shopowner was very happy and willing to give me a demonstration of how she worked her cotton threads.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd6TOfBIGZHxx34htyXicInxip0dxVD5Z5_49y6ErNWfdyt6SpH2teiL8Krb2KGHWJ5_xcrDShRPmYYs5S9EWievrBEZNbnBQuHAa8uJzO2YqTlEliEwnPCwMiJ5VYNY73adBThkjAVy_P/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd6TOfBIGZHxx34htyXicInxip0dxVD5Z5_49y6ErNWfdyt6SpH2teiL8Krb2KGHWJ5_xcrDShRPmYYs5S9EWievrBEZNbnBQuHAa8uJzO2YqTlEliEwnPCwMiJ5VYNY73adBThkjAVy_P/s640/064.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> You can see some of her creations on the wall to the right, and on the bench she is seated on.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She told me, "This is all I do all day, every day!"</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-3706583821899099552011-02-08T19:12:00.002+01:002011-02-08T22:27:51.470+01:00Polignano a Mare<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDMScMQln6H7crjoQ5uUr9ecqxCd729ZU-nIH7CfHXr2VAz64wgEYKANVz2COPTr0eHfBZtQSqqCmECpf__HFVx7SsMUDNA7N0OWufbdrF2X7MUEYXCmy2pE9r2sEM79e1Zt-Ke_bH-Rt2/s1600/110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDMScMQln6H7crjoQ5uUr9ecqxCd729ZU-nIH7CfHXr2VAz64wgEYKANVz2COPTr0eHfBZtQSqqCmECpf__HFVx7SsMUDNA7N0OWufbdrF2X7MUEYXCmy2pE9r2sEM79e1Zt-Ke_bH-Rt2/s640/110.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Polignano Mare is located to the south of Bari on the Adriatic Sea. It is the birthplace of Domenico Modugno, the writer of one of the most famous Italian songs of all times "Volare."</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-74136026200067079842011-02-06T10:53:00.002+01:002011-02-06T10:58:39.476+01:00Roadside Shrine<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<div style="text-align: center;">This little shrine was located on the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere, at the foot of a large crucified Jesus, on a bluff overlooking the valley leading to the Adriatic Sea from Alberobello.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I'm guessing this cross was situated here in part because the site is quite spectacular, offering a breathtaking 180° panoramic view of olive groves, farm houses, the coastal cities, and the beautiful Adriatic Sea. And certainly, in part, to ask for protection for those driving this curvy road with a dramatic dropoff to one side.</div><br />
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Today's post was a photographic collaboration between my parents and myself!</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-55749249826198021422011-02-05T10:41:00.001+01:002011-02-05T10:42:32.217+01:00Alberobello<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjNzwwepCVZf2NZmQdngW-WXzZSOY8DZfbvm6tzZOnpdKLhuTcIKydYFI4ffvsEMSxCktnwAo3mr8s7hWDuY0IAO8F6pTqeY3xeUZa7f0puZZG7pORztf3fkDxSXFZ4_iW_uXMHhemS2R/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitjNzwwepCVZf2NZmQdngW-WXzZSOY8DZfbvm6tzZOnpdKLhuTcIKydYFI4ffvsEMSxCktnwAo3mr8s7hWDuY0IAO8F6pTqeY3xeUZa7f0puZZG7pORztf3fkDxSXFZ4_iW_uXMHhemS2R/s640/031.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Alberobello is world famous as the Trullo Town. What's a trullo you ask? It's a little round house with this unique conical roof made of limestone slabs piled one atop the other without the benefit of mortar to hold them together. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">There are many theories behind the origin of the design. One of the more popular theories is that due to high taxation</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"> on property the people of the Itria Valley created dry wall constructions so that they could be dismantled when inspectors were in the area. Apparently, they were taxed per roof..no roof, no tax!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;">These structures can be found throughout the Puglia region, but they are usually used as storage sheds for farm equipment in the countryside. You can see some of my previous trullo shots both from the inside and out <a href="http://molfetta-daily-photo.blogspot.com/2008/08/mystery-photo-no-1.html">here</a>, <a href="http://molfetta-daily-photo.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-and-new.html">here </a>and <a href="http://molfetta-daily-photo.blogspot.com/2008/08/mystery-revealed.html">here</a>.</span></span></div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-76859229341386719182011-02-02T09:56:00.004+01:002011-02-06T11:04:59.946+01:00Rutigliano Whistle Festival<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<div style="text-align: center;">The city of Rutigliano, located southwest of Bari, held its 23rd annual ceramic whistle festival in mid-January. The key event of this festival is a national competition for most attractive whistle. This year's theme was "Whistles and Italian Unification" because 2011 marks the 150th anniversary of the formation of the republic of Italy. Groups of whistle-makers from all over the country participated in the competition.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Alongside the competition, there is a large street fair set up in the town's historic centre where local whistle-makers hawk their wares. Traditional (and not so traditional) foods are sold on the street and local folk music can be heard.</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-12414326159768467792011-01-01T17:04:00.003+01:002011-01-01T17:11:40.040+01:00Photo of the Year 2010<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<div style="text-align: center;">This is my absolutely favorite photo from this year. It was shot in the field across the country lane from my house.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's wishing each and every one of you a 2011 as sunny and bright as these flowers!</div><br />
<a href="http://www.citydailyphoto.com/portal/themes_archive.php?tid=53">Click here to view thumbnails for all participants</a>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-23134071126653845842010-12-15T09:44:00.001+01:002010-12-15T09:45:25.127+01:00Snow in Molfetta<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5-lpZtyYzauWTzfUvlCLGdnX2gbsXL1C1vKzGA3iv6nDmHb0LkTv88MeB0NjIhvEoY9S0AbnVnIg5vzj5gD38l1kk1OxRQmZPHEgZCZMDDwICk0AhF_QC9heUXdsN9CEoPfF9NLc9APz/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5-lpZtyYzauWTzfUvlCLGdnX2gbsXL1C1vKzGA3iv6nDmHb0LkTv88MeB0NjIhvEoY9S0AbnVnIg5vzj5gD38l1kk1OxRQmZPHEgZCZMDDwICk0AhF_QC9heUXdsN9CEoPfF9NLc9APz/s640/022.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had quite a snowstorm this morning in Molfetta. Rather a surprise in this strangely temperate winter. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I wonder if the oranges on that poor tree turned into frozen orange juice?</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-66265607850705357792010-06-15T16:36:00.003+02:002010-06-15T16:46:04.958+02:00Italy 1 - Paraguay 1<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh9twv2li4nePyYvUt4xYynzDw-MnFYdLpFyX8f-NU4_YmTpxREWoXySWnmUH9c0S6OkF-KZzAMbOsbSG_F6FV9-ckQBIa-7wgHtpbwgklkxc1_rPN8AkhqSrVcRO3JzWQNNmlozbXMj6U/s1600/my+bday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483009816300631074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh9twv2li4nePyYvUt4xYynzDw-MnFYdLpFyX8f-NU4_YmTpxREWoXySWnmUH9c0S6OkF-KZzAMbOsbSG_F6FV9-ckQBIa-7wgHtpbwgklkxc1_rPN8AkhqSrVcRO3JzWQNNmlozbXMj6U/s640/my+bday.jpg" border="0" /></a> This photo (taken on my husband's cellphone) is of poor quality, but I couldn't resist showing you some of the wacky World Cup fever that has grabbed all of Italy by the...shoulders and is taking the nation by storm. You can't go anywhere without hearing, seeing or being immersed in World Cup-ness! My older son, who is a big soccer fan and remembers the last "Mondiali" quite well, is amazed at how much more commercial and omnipresent the whole event has become this year. He is tickled by all the dancing of the South African fans but rather annoyed by those horns they blow on constantly!</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-51712145981064160592010-06-13T16:43:00.003+02:002010-06-13T16:50:35.779+02:00Nerium Oleander<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje5dtdcYrD7aqZn3pE9N1qR2abGo7ajH_5gYI8fyUJRct5dAUnDyftPHaldNIXz0lETVi5K4Pu2Q5jjEGp-7F6G8l-kuVlKjIlhNxkyIt8_35rRzf9iElB_fjRP8THGcCL524N7IAAImnT/s1600/049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482269459761946162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje5dtdcYrD7aqZn3pE9N1qR2abGo7ajH_5gYI8fyUJRct5dAUnDyftPHaldNIXz0lETVi5K4Pu2Q5jjEGp-7F6G8l-kuVlKjIlhNxkyIt8_35rRzf9iElB_fjRP8THGcCL524N7IAAImnT/s640/049.JPG" border="0" /></a> The Oleander is another flowering tree in my front yard. I love its delicate pink petals and had no idea until looking it up online that it is one of the most poisonous plants in the world and contains numerous toxic compounds, many of which are deadly to people, especially young children. (Despite this fact, it is often grown in school yards.) The toxicity of Oleander is considered extremely high, and it has been reported that in some cases only a small amount had lethal or near-lethal effects. Who knew?</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-43117634461811313262010-06-12T16:04:00.001+02:002010-06-12T16:06:35.454+02:00Coastline<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeVw1DiGp1qCPdDQPQSptp5zi6rMZ8yunlbZHbnJXBX7rfGyH-SdmHMS1UmceLVLxQiHNQJlktQOc93KcAC1nrgLT1uqVx4M8RbmYxa1SOOv19Em9lF3__q3nQHMTVuWs0YXzd7Hx3N4A8/s1600/024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481888264446793362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeVw1DiGp1qCPdDQPQSptp5zi6rMZ8yunlbZHbnJXBX7rfGyH-SdmHMS1UmceLVLxQiHNQJlktQOc93KcAC1nrgLT1uqVx4M8RbmYxa1SOOv19Em9lF3__q3nQHMTVuWs0YXzd7Hx3N4A8/s640/024.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-7383878766619026392010-06-11T11:56:00.002+02:002010-06-11T12:03:35.584+02:00Punica Granatum<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Hsr1ZDt3GrBmiyGZp4qoP6C2kvOo9Cp8YitPDXVJkgVRkmSvQJ2hGUMmcWAcMjRfMYsQ724MBVXHSiVMDisK7_itiKTBb5e_yoB4UvflF9EH9VhqmRXEERNw_B-bRLiTsRNMmTK9OMuU/s1600/060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481453106301961266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Hsr1ZDt3GrBmiyGZp4qoP6C2kvOo9Cp8YitPDXVJkgVRkmSvQJ2hGUMmcWAcMjRfMYsQ724MBVXHSiVMDisK7_itiKTBb5e_yoB4UvflF9EH9VhqmRXEERNw_B-bRLiTsRNMmTK9OMuU/s640/060.JPG" border="0" /></a> These are the buds and flowers on the ornamental pomegranate tree growing in my front yard. I love the delicate and variegated color of the petals. These trees do not make edible fruit, but are pretty and create some shade. They are carefree and drought resistant, and don't mind the southern Italian heat. Which, by the way, has arrived with a vengeance!</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-38211514344712306892010-06-10T11:30:00.006+02:002010-06-10T11:48:57.552+02:00Gesticulation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3XIG7xfAg4CcWr1f5dRozX7iKrIu0Nbmxq4tQcIifIAe3GZ09xsq2v1m_Wqiea9LFYqgC8ASDy0usC3WWUN-qnSxxjmuw9chPjggQ4Jb4gigYfdl13w4jOHkjuA9NBV1vJEBVtw6tApLJ/s1600/010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481075337089385602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3XIG7xfAg4CcWr1f5dRozX7iKrIu0Nbmxq4tQcIifIAe3GZ09xsq2v1m_Wqiea9LFYqgC8ASDy0usC3WWUN-qnSxxjmuw9chPjggQ4Jb4gigYfdl13w4jOHkjuA9NBV1vJEBVtw6tApLJ/s640/010.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is not a particularly great photo (I just happened to take it accidentally while playing with my camera), but I wanted to share it because it somehow captures a bit of the Italian spirit. </div><br /><div></div><div>These two men are fathers at the end-of-school celebration at my younger son's elementary school. The fifth-graders have completed their first school cycle in the Italian system after having spent 5 years with the same classmates and the same teachers. Next year they will go to junior high and have to start all over, with a new school, new classmates and new professors.</div><br /><div></div><div>But, back to the "Italian-ness" of the guys in the photo...they are both quite attractive, casually well-dressed and making grand gestures. Why the gestures? Because the children were marching toward them, waving little colored handkerchiefs. </div><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwzNuBmrJdAE0tx9DliAwjsV5Vem4FLCEkOmai0M1uZSDc785Fh6U6EOJrGNjTDS0qu95IKjfuP1dO1Jxe8g1FSn_-6QuqqGlVMDq5r8J2Kjxnq63_xXue_GUxOQGyR9gjm2ZUe21-RIGD/s1600/013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481078404554068098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwzNuBmrJdAE0tx9DliAwjsV5Vem4FLCEkOmai0M1uZSDc785Fh6U6EOJrGNjTDS0qu95IKjfuP1dO1Jxe8g1FSn_-6QuqqGlVMDq5r8J2Kjxnq63_xXue_GUxOQGyR9gjm2ZUe21-RIGD/s640/013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Italians are famous for their gesturing, most cannot talk without moving their hands because Italian gestures have specific meanings and add content to a discussion. They are not just flailing their hands about willy-nilly, no they are saying something with each gesture. That's why they even gesture when talking on the telephone!</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-77733178437218030402010-06-09T08:29:00.003+02:002010-06-09T08:54:50.500+02:00Jannis Kounellis Exhibit<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1d2DXrMBAX4gkNTAbhyphenhyphenkCpLU5a0mYO4OqBr2QzKgBo8_90KqgnPcsyhZDSxGF0HGi0o-n2ypdmcgYf2GyKARziobYu5MKfJ62LJspUJ_GLhi6V6NOFU5jaembR5CcOfkA63_KKYUAzRkz/s1600/047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480660348350814162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1d2DXrMBAX4gkNTAbhyphenhyphenkCpLU5a0mYO4OqBr2QzKgBo8_90KqgnPcsyhZDSxGF0HGi0o-n2ypdmcgYf2GyKARziobYu5MKfJ62LJspUJ_GLhi6V6NOFU5jaembR5CcOfkA63_KKYUAzRkz/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /></a> The Teatro Margherita in Bari is the site of an exhibit of installations by Jannis Kounellis, the "patriarch" of Italy's 1960s <em>arte povera</em> movement. <em>Arte povera</em> was a movement meant to shake up the art world and redefine the very concept of art. Kounellis introduced "found" objects in his paintings, among them live animals, but also fire, earth, burlap sacks, gold. He replaced the canvas with bed frames, doorways, windows or simply the gallery itself.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5vshHFhtBV-lR4ZBProB6YYP75Lp1cd8vZ4jf9iyVw5FXJwWXgrWddeGeVc4Z1AxcBx250_m9BC5-Dq0tAyYh0AE0xfHGlV59C3cngC7fBy8NCHUrscTRMVriVPjTVIoK3ze1gcy6ujZ8/s1600/065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480660337038509122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5vshHFhtBV-lR4ZBProB6YYP75Lp1cd8vZ4jf9iyVw5FXJwWXgrWddeGeVc4Z1AxcBx250_m9BC5-Dq0tAyYh0AE0xfHGlV59C3cngC7fBy8NCHUrscTRMVriVPjTVIoK3ze1gcy6ujZ8/s400/065.JPG" border="0" /></a> The Teatro Margherita has been rennovated externally, but has been an empty shell for the 20 years that I have lived in Apulia, and perhaps longer. Kounellis designed these installations specifically to use the large unfinished spaces inside the theater.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOO_XFCAEBOOTLL-WXmPaND0ceGCjMr4ge-hNzyOSJVL4vEHCzXeoP3jcAiHDhQpuc-6_1zuaYjqmYPsyssMz0pIWcyfFUTIn13qvMICPvnzoQCczsIBFy8YbPYlnuQzRMHWKvk7Mi1MkC/s1600/056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480660328362585666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOO_XFCAEBOOTLL-WXmPaND0ceGCjMr4ge-hNzyOSJVL4vEHCzXeoP3jcAiHDhQpuc-6_1zuaYjqmYPsyssMz0pIWcyfFUTIn13qvMICPvnzoQCczsIBFy8YbPYlnuQzRMHWKvk7Mi1MkC/s400/056.JPG" border="0" /></a> His artwork has been called "Kafkaesque" and, personally, I find it a bit dark and depressing. I felt weighed down and flattened by his work...but perhaps that is exactly the effect he is trying to achieve!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCz21rh5trVnJUvOqYXSjKur7HoPlUQSBzpiKU8GkbWMUxOVNUyo6MgBvCVN28KVCTMol_9ax28MI41WHKswhCBT6A5c7hPmNu3Lk1d5QdN7ti3110haxODEWTtQI6PEYc01zDRny9a4Nh/s1600/052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480660312331954866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCz21rh5trVnJUvOqYXSjKur7HoPlUQSBzpiKU8GkbWMUxOVNUyo6MgBvCVN28KVCTMol_9ax28MI41WHKswhCBT6A5c7hPmNu3Lk1d5QdN7ti3110haxODEWTtQI6PEYc01zDRny9a4Nh/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /></a> For more information on Kounellis, you can read <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/2010/apr/25/jannis-kounellis-ambika-p3-review">this review in English </a>of another exhibit of his.</div><div>The exhibit in Bari is running until September 20.</div><br /></div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-75912254740424412722010-06-08T17:06:00.004+02:002010-06-08T17:30:09.521+02:00Orange Flower<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWQfAP7cytZ17LRfc2Tla8lGJJGIVXtn4rYZPEcxu3kAxxdD94zCLB6w7bPR2OWuWsZQ8t91U3xZMgrznUZ7aNrc_PpPkuf7mYVuLh6UFxhHzhh491Sr7Ajmqrjeo310FeW-yrRQH1zBJI/s1600/046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480422223729155794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWQfAP7cytZ17LRfc2Tla8lGJJGIVXtn4rYZPEcxu3kAxxdD94zCLB6w7bPR2OWuWsZQ8t91U3xZMgrznUZ7aNrc_PpPkuf7mYVuLh6UFxhHzhh491Sr7Ajmqrjeo310FeW-yrRQH1zBJI/s640/046.JPG" border="0" /></a> Who can help me identify this pretty orange flower growing in my garden? I thought it might be a tiger lily, but it's not. It doesn't have those noticeable stamen in the center like a lily. Plus, a characteristic of each bloom is that one petal curls downward in a lovely curlique. Any horticulturist readers in the know?<br /><br /></div><div align="center">I am honored that Molfetta Daily Photo has been selected as a <a href="http://www.travel-avenue.com/">Travelavenue </a>Favorite Blog 2010. <a href="http://www.travel-avenue.com/">Travelavenue </a>browses the web to find blogs which offer "content quality, originality but also tips and local advice." They believe this helps their readers "to discover destinations through a completely different perspective." Why not check out <a href="http://www.travel-avenue.com/">their site </a>when you're planning your next trip anywhere in the world? </div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-42090420774216171242010-06-07T14:21:00.002+02:002010-06-07T14:26:04.087+02:00Vespa Star at the Beach<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpyXVDgzbbB1i_PDxKx36KhocijjRVw54L1RssLQnlFa4QQ9UrardHdvOHfjMplg8ReJvd9ahH8quiUuanTPaW1h2QiRCB06i-0EvyebhtL3igGdSliDlAG72MEkKNdj9jSpcUAF7dTw-o/s1600/035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480006503074064434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpyXVDgzbbB1i_PDxKx36KhocijjRVw54L1RssLQnlFa4QQ9UrardHdvOHfjMplg8ReJvd9ahH8quiUuanTPaW1h2QiRCB06i-0EvyebhtL3igGdSliDlAG72MEkKNdj9jSpcUAF7dTw-o/s640/035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">With the lovely warm days during the past week, it's safe to say that beach season has officially arrived in Molfetta. What says "summer" better than this cheerful light blue Vespa Star parked at the Torre Gavettone beach?</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-51812881648049579522010-06-05T10:56:00.002+02:002010-06-05T11:07:04.483+02:00Capparis spinosa L.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSTGs0ZZbyC1E_4FRxNRYzS9EmGSxU-C8DDVZKHgzuKsNPSjO-mSS-Za4MNd1_wO552wRJCGLzGyyQqx7dhsEP2GP13Ekxxk10yxh2x8ixdqZh3hc-2oWt-fzJdYU97WNfEpedLdX4xNSq/s1600/003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479211725796213906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSTGs0ZZbyC1E_4FRxNRYzS9EmGSxU-C8DDVZKHgzuKsNPSjO-mSS-Za4MNd1_wO552wRJCGLzGyyQqx7dhsEP2GP13Ekxxk10yxh2x8ixdqZh3hc-2oWt-fzJdYU97WNfEpedLdX4xNSq/s640/003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p><a class="first" name="disc">The beauty of caper flowers</a> is as fragile and short-lived as that of poppy flowers: The delicate, cream-white petals and lively purple stamina persist only a few hours. When cultivated for the capers, the flower never blooms as the bud must be harvested before it blooms.</p><p>Capers are essential for several Mediterranean cuisines and are mostly associated with Italian (and Cypriot) foods. They are mostly used in tomato or wine sauces and suit poultry and fish. Furthermore, they are popular with cold meat and frequently used on pizza. Capers harmonize with most other Mediterranean spices (basil, oregano and garlic, just to name a few) and are frequently combined with pickled olives.</p><p>They are also hardy little plants. The plant in this photo grew out of the wall on my front patio...without any dirt...and it broke the terracotta baseboard. The "spinosa" in its Latin name refers to its sharp thorns. An example of the "strength" of beauty!</p><p> </p><br /><p></p>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-63135275897122435202010-05-28T18:26:00.002+02:002010-05-28T18:35:27.521+02:00Bari - Cathedral of Saint Sabinus<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqu-GcsTApaztPE35a7zBGImh7uOb2aggYDMLfxukyCXtlM-C7eDHJ9pSjFihE-BDhnuEiFb6AbqyYzQ8rFhj_hNQeB3csOHz4KW2bkIFg2IT_DsydYDyhWbAqbgntenkqZFSPUqL7l34w/s1600/012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476359231937937250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqu-GcsTApaztPE35a7zBGImh7uOb2aggYDMLfxukyCXtlM-C7eDHJ9pSjFihE-BDhnuEiFb6AbqyYzQ8rFhj_hNQeB3csOHz4KW2bkIFg2IT_DsydYDyhWbAqbgntenkqZFSPUqL7l34w/s640/012.JPG" border="0" /></a> Took a walk around the old town of Bari last Saturday afternoon. This is the Cathedral of Saint Sabinus. Strangely, we found a large statue of Saint Nicholas inside. Where is Saint Sabinus, I ask? Bari is just crazy for Saint Nicholas, so I guess Saint Sabinus gets short shrift...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirdKWCjkm8OxBRLoTLaQm_vIPVHJe_yj0WPTpvmpDI_Fp3GJsrGsRNfTWH9XTMTN1PqARLguoglAXJBp3gHJq2aet3z02BJtvd3pH5ZyFVyxs1MhwHJ1NcvjcHzSQQM1JvVAFUFlyqWJ_E/s1600/021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476359223471921346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirdKWCjkm8OxBRLoTLaQm_vIPVHJe_yj0WPTpvmpDI_Fp3GJsrGsRNfTWH9XTMTN1PqARLguoglAXJBp3gHJq2aet3z02BJtvd3pH5ZyFVyxs1MhwHJ1NcvjcHzSQQM1JvVAFUFlyqWJ_E/s640/021.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-18136889830676086402010-05-27T14:39:00.003+02:002010-05-27T15:04:43.292+02:00Man Ray - The 50 Faces of Juliet 1941-1955<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP6aCKBXCOWl9QVQfzsweJZQud2jx6Y73A7WM3uPJlI7TJ_6XdtU_IYe1pz70BVrTpfjLsyF58aleUzyCnIZRfkcHgmgL3o4ODugLhNHyL8OaOCW_JtMKKPrG7AQx98qo4oNMXmWJ97OyR/s1600/002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475929232452951138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP6aCKBXCOWl9QVQfzsweJZQud2jx6Y73A7WM3uPJlI7TJ_6XdtU_IYe1pz70BVrTpfjLsyF58aleUzyCnIZRfkcHgmgL3o4ODugLhNHyL8OaOCW_JtMKKPrG7AQx98qo4oNMXmWJ97OyR/s640/002.JPG" border="0" /></a> A collection of original photos by Man Ray entitled "The 50 Faces of Juliet" is on exhibit at the Lorusso Gallery in Andria. The photos are all of Man Ray's wife, Juliet Browner, and were taken between 1941 and 1955. Also on exhibit are some of his famous <em>Objects d'Affection,</em> which are objects of daily use, removed from their usual context and reinterpreted. The exhibit runs until July 30.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGETJJC9hpu3mR8Hiscy7-jjw43Afnz5Ti-5AzpYmdB41aCoTEwMKeLjACKrMoYnkxv1eOlldzaa10w5EA38TgLZ0Jc4AFLz1OKtZQkTK2vyJuWlrEm35JG5Vq95e09m4hrXi86ajZYmYk/s1600/009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475929221011888258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGETJJC9hpu3mR8Hiscy7-jjw43Afnz5Ti-5AzpYmdB41aCoTEwMKeLjACKrMoYnkxv1eOlldzaa10w5EA38TgLZ0Jc4AFLz1OKtZQkTK2vyJuWlrEm35JG5Vq95e09m4hrXi86ajZYmYk/s640/009.JPG" border="0" /></a> Man Ray was a dadaist and a surrealist, and taking photos of his photos felt like a rather surreal experience itself.</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-24662620665844084442010-05-18T19:14:00.003+02:002010-05-18T19:25:39.086+02:00Giro d'Italia in Molfetta<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN3wYMh4lYAGOljnUvS-1vLAGYB3kjGNR0452PNgEdnotyGE3fA8N1Fz450CdTYHOV6DUXPjSUeTN1Fil5EkOZxuODgzCINI749g_4dPtDE3GYmHCrPAHP8rZygVYXPZ4rx9KE6UMGMM_L/s1600/IMG_1730.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472661649416087330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN3wYMh4lYAGOljnUvS-1vLAGYB3kjGNR0452PNgEdnotyGE3fA8N1Fz450CdTYHOV6DUXPjSUeTN1Fil5EkOZxuODgzCINI749g_4dPtDE3GYmHCrPAHP8rZygVYXPZ4rx9KE6UMGMM_L/s640/IMG_1730.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">The Giro d'Italia passed through Molfetta this afternoon. It was quite exciting and a very rare event, since the Giro doesn't usually make it down our way. In fact, the last time it came through these parts was about 20 years ago they tell me.</div><br /><br />My thanks to my friend Svetlana, and her fast reflexes, for this photo. I arrived just as the cyclists were zipping by and they were SO fast that by time I whipped my camera out...they were gone! </div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-86712396401847443642010-05-12T07:01:00.001+02:002010-05-12T07:01:01.700+02:00Pink Rose Bud<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0n0FNBpjQg8bnP1LRQYmVNBGAERmwj9yj-PWXgttFPF_idgh0zuBm0H7GAHqSqucuxYK3d_d8GKbDJs5X6rXpqOmMGisY5BzVJK87JDrSjHTVjG7vM0_EupeWp1JsRxiz0nXP86uB1M0M/s1600/037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470058933818510898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0n0FNBpjQg8bnP1LRQYmVNBGAERmwj9yj-PWXgttFPF_idgh0zuBm0H7GAHqSqucuxYK3d_d8GKbDJs5X6rXpqOmMGisY5BzVJK87JDrSjHTVjG7vM0_EupeWp1JsRxiz0nXP86uB1M0M/s640/037.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's another rose...just because it's beautiful.</div><div align="center"><br />(The careful observer will spot the insect on the open rose. All of my flower shots seem to have insects in them recently. You can tell it's spring!)<br /></div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337461294365425949.post-34335010181678838432010-05-11T07:05:00.000+02:002010-05-11T07:05:00.178+02:00Enzo Rosa Blu<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8POILSsipLTNzajC0XgIpHNdp-ivlbng3RyLnS6Ci8JzZW9kv27-f7ahY1yvPGwk5uWQ-KdZXmxYgDXXjbs-AuTVfexvF3XS5qRSi3jC_BpzaEud_2nG5p0r_HFceY078NJJr8y69FJ8k/s1600/014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469658216448984194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8POILSsipLTNzajC0XgIpHNdp-ivlbng3RyLnS6Ci8JzZW9kv27-f7ahY1yvPGwk5uWQ-KdZXmxYgDXXjbs-AuTVfexvF3XS5qRSi3jC_BpzaEud_2nG5p0r_HFceY078NJJr8y69FJ8k/s640/014.JPG" border="0" /></a>I have mentioned my interest in the way Italian truckers sometimes decorate their cabs with their names, crucifixes, posters, neon lights...the individual trucker's imagination and sense of "style" are probably the only limits. It's not an easy thing to photograph, though, because I usually see these trucks when they are barrelling down the highway in the opposite direction at 90+ kilometers per hour. So, I was happy to catch this parked truck belonging to Enzo "Pink Blue." I think the crucifixes are so common because if you are on the road as often as a trucker you need all the help you can get to stay safe!</div>Sarettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15467303139294282551noreply@blogger.com7