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Rome: la ripresa

In September, after the long, hot summer, life in Rome supposedly returns to its usual work/school routine, doctor’s appointments and whatnot. La ripresa. Not that anyone is really going back to what was before. 

La ripresa could also refer to an economic upturn. Again, dubious.

Today’s photography theme was la ripresa, working around the stalls in Campo de’ Fiori, which was hardly bustling.

At least in one sense it was a ripresa: my own personal one of going around the city with my camera again, for the first time in months. I felt a bit rusty, not unlike the wrinkled tomatoes with a touch of mould in the basket in front of an empty restaurant. 

the ripresa season’s imperfect greetings

In the background, the fairies were doing their best to keep up appearances.

Campo de’ Fiori fairy lights in the daytime

Some restaurants had a more sombre look, perhaps hoping their good name would bring their customers back.

Fortunata? (Lucky?)

Every little corner in this area has a rich history, and hidden treasures.

writing on the wall at Piazza del Biscione

Down at the other end of Camp de’ Fiori, off the via del Pellegrino, is the picturesque Arco degli Acetari, with one of the most photographed courtyards in Rome.

courtyard, Arco degli Acetari
doorway, Arco degli Acetari
a local resident, Arci degli Acetari courtyard

Although the waiters’ and salespeople’s masks made their words mostly inaudible to me, they seemed very keen to get the ripresa going. It’s not that I’m difficult to please, but I’d already done my fruit & veg shopping, don’t enjoy the taste of pomegranate juice, was not tempted by the menΓΉ veloce. If it had been evening, and one of the comfy and spacious front row seats available, I might have stopped here for a prosecco, for old times’ sake.

menΓΉ veloce – fond memories of prosecco evenings

As it was, after 3 hours, 2 coffees and a few short conversations with a dozen or so strangers, I was already exhausted – a fairly typical side effect of the September ripresa.

It felt like nighttime already. I followed the pink flamingo’s example, donned my mask and headed for home in the rain.

wear your mask

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Pepper #1

Going to the shops for groceries these past couple of months has been a slow process at times. The upside is that in the long wait, some interesting things have caught my eye. I found this lovely item in the dark depths of a tiny grocery shop nearby, and once home, I positioned it with care in the late afternoon sun.

My Facebook people weren’t overly impressed:

Daughter: What the hell is that? (πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚)

Sister: A misshapen pepper? (πŸ‘πŸ»)

Brother: A pepperwrongi (πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚)

Friend: I thought it was a puppy (😲)

Daughter: It looked like a person from here (πŸ˜‚)

Me: It’s me, how I felt today πŸ˜œπŸ˜‚Β (🀣🀣🀣)

Daughter: Well who hasn’t felt like a misshapen pepperwrongi puppy person sometime in their life! (πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ˜‚ πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»)

 

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Yes, I was thinking of Edward Weston here

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Rose in a glass of water on my kitchen table

Not a great time for landscape trips, but a good enough time for other things.

 

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Yes, I was thinking of Josef Sudek here.

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A peek from the roadside

My three days in Ballintoy sped by, leaving no time to explore the beaches further along the coast. Just a sneak peek from the roadside…

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My last morning in Ballintoy

Last for now, that is.

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