Impermanence
Graves stretch past my eye, every grave with a face, a photograph of life as the dead once lived it....
Graves stretch past my eye, every grave with a face, a photograph of life as the dead once lived it....
Yesterday I enjoyed a tour of the wine-making cooperative of Maduria in the Salento region of Italy. I’m a newbie...
Lecce is an ancient city. In the Roman era, the she-wolf gave the city its name, Lupiae and later, the...
Easter week here in southern Italy and elsewhere is the time of dramatizing the Passion of Christ. In Ostuni this...