I’ve started to go out for a short walk round Dirupo about 4 .30pm, just before it gets dark. Partly because I ‘m doing so little that I need something to write about …..and some photos.
And today at the end of my 10 minute walk I went right up to the little old house with the bendy roof which I often paint and as I looked down the path to the calanche I spotted some moving blobs. With the help of the zoom on my camera phone I could see they were cows.
That was one of the highlights of my day.
I spent most of the morning watching artists either painting or doing a tour of their studios. I took some notes so I could think I was working.
If I thought it would help I would tell myself to ” pull myself together” .
It doesn’t help.
Today I saw a photo of a friend’s family and they were all close together. At first I thought it must be an old photo as no one is allowed to be close any longer….and then I remembered that it was ok for them in their country.
I don’t think they do ‘ bubbles’ in Italy. So it’s just me ‘n’ted and the little scaredy cat. You can’t really count the cows. There are people to greet in shops and on the way up town. And I spoke to a man making a gate to ask what he was doing.
But it’s weird.
Perhaps this is the time to become my own best friend as right now I am a bit fed up with who I am or am becoming. And there are months of this weird solitude to carry on with.
Anyways enough introspection.
I can hear the church music again while I’m writing this. I was listening to classical piano with log fire effects , but decided I would rather have the live stuff.
It’s quite dark now. I like this time of day.
Cheers…..especially to anyone else who is entirely on their own.🍷🍷