Barga...a medieval town

Mumford & Sons "Sister"

  

There's a chip on your shoulder, girl
And by God it'll make you fall
If you let it take a part of your soul

I see the love in your brother's eyes
And the love in your mother's cries
Sister don't test the ones you love

Sister don't let go
Sister don't let go of us
[x2]

Cause your roots will rot away
And your fruit, it won't grow
Your bark will wear thin, body hollow

I see the love in your brother's eyes
And the love in your mother's cries
Sister don't test the ones you love

Sister don't let go
Sister don't let go of us
[x4]

Don't test the ones you love
It'll only tear us down
If you want to feel alive
Then learn to love your ground
[x2]

Love your ground

Sister don't let go
Sister don't let go of us
[x4]


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How did I miss this song?  I heard that this was sung at the recent Bridge School concert it just has never been put on a CD at this time.  Missed the cut.


This song has a special meaning to me of late....  I love you....you know this to be true.

Love Locks

In the Cinque Terre, there is a paved trail that goes between two of the tiny towns, Riomaggiore and Monterosso.  They were so isolated from each other let alone the other towns, that the locals rarely married anyone else from another town.  

In the 20's a trail was made between the two towns while train lines were being built, where in the middle a gunpowder warehouse was placed.  The locals were delighted with the trail that now connected the two towns and asked that it be improved and kept as a permanent connection.   Unfortunately the trail was prone to landslides and it was closed more than it was open.  After WWII, the trail was reopened and it became known as Via dell'Amore because of the meeting between lover's from the two towns.  It was a journalist in 1949 who came up with the name which means "Pathway of Love". 

All along the trail you find these "Locks of Love", up a slope on heavy cables holding the rocky walled cliff in place and down below where shear cliffs drop to the sea on other cables.  Most are on the railings that line the walkway.  We found them first in Venice where the top photo was taken.  We would find them in such odd places, sometimes single and sometimes groups of them. 

When we strolled down the Via dell'Amore they were everywhere.  Some in the most difficult places one could find to secure their everlasting declaration of love.  I wondered if lover's who have broken up come back to remove theirs or do they just leave them to weather the seasons?

Some locks were written on and some where carved with names or initials.  There is a long covered walkway that graffiti written devotions and sometimes poetic phrases have been added.  All very acceptable to do.  You see the typical heart drawn with the names of sweethearts as you would anywhere.  I personally loved the locks.  Anyone can draw and write a name but a lock feels forever.   

When next I go back to Venice I want my Love and I to find a place to lock our love.  We will find that special spot, linger over a kiss while in loving embrace, and place our lock inscribed with our names. Our forever love.

A little occupied

I've been a little occupied.  Well, my Love and I have been occupied.  

We brought a new puppy into our home last week and it is almost like having a newborn without the diaper changes and breastfeeding.  Sleep deprivation was hard the first couple of nights with multiple visits for potty time on the lawn.

Yet what fun a new puppy is!  So happy and full of silly antics.  Sloppy puppy kisses and little yippy barks.  Everything new and in need of exploring.  

My Italy photos are going well with touch ups and uploading though it is slow without the extra time on my hands.  At the rate I'm going it will be weeks till I am done!  Last night we looked at E.'s photos and she asked if I would be touching up hers too.  Well, of course dear....

Some changes...I have stopped working on the blog I had about R. in high school.  I felt that at his age and place this was not right.  If he was little from birth to maybe 10 it might be okay.  As a teen I know he needs his privacy and I need to be honest.  Writing about what his day is like or some event that happens at school felt too open.  

However, I have added another blog in it's place about our pets.  I can brag about the pets and tell the dirty side of them too.  They won't care!  They'll still give me puppy licks.  This blog is called Pupparoos!

Back to work and writing!  The housecleaning can wait.....it's not going anywhere. I have so much to share about our trip too!! 

Venice has captured my heart.....

I'm home. Home, sweet home. Back with my Love and son...back with a cold as well.... I have been pouring over the photos I took and reliving the days and nights while in Italy. The trip was wonderful in every way, from the sights, to the food, the smells, to the sounds. The effect of traveling on the senses can best be described as intoxicating. That moment when E. and I walked from our bus to our first step onto our first bridge of many to come in Venice, it was impossible to not feel like you had just landed in a make-believe land.