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  • “The ancient and the modern compete for a piece of heaven in Florence”…<br />
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Santa Maria del Fiore (also known simply as the Duomo) is the cathedral of Florence known for its distinctive Renaissance dome. Its name ("Saint Mary of the Flower") refers to the lily, the symbol of Florence. The impressive Gothic cathedral complex includes the Duomo, the famous baptistery, and a campanile. Built-in 1294 to be the largest Roman Catholic Church in the world, it is still the largest masonry dome in the world. Walking down the Strada, and turning the corner to view the massive Duomo painted against the sky was captivating. I stopped in my tracks and began taking photos; however, the huge Florence crowds prevented most images from ground level. This was one of the first images I photographed noticing the ancient architecture of the Duomo competing across the narrow Strada with the more modern buildings of Firenze as colorful evening skies danced above.
    L'antico e il moderno competere per ..enze
  • “Mystical Sunset above Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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This mesmerizing photograph showcases one of the initial sunsets over Marina Grande, where the sun orchestrates a breathtaking display harmonizing with the clouds. The magnificent sunset casts a radiant glow upon the sky and water, resulting in a captivating and impactful image. On my second evening in Sorrento, just as I was getting accustomed to navigating alongside the wildly adventurous Vespa riders who disregard road rules entirely, I serendipitously stumbled upon the renowned Marina Grande of Sorrento. Despite its name, "Grande," meaning big, it is a quaint fishing village that exudes picturesque charm rather than vastness. Marina Grande proved to be a godsend that evening, encompassing all the elements I, a tired and famished photographer, sought to capture the perfect sunset: the sea, sandy shores, boats, expansive skies, and delectable seafood. Speaking of seafood, did I mention the incredible dishes? Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for a dramatic sunset spectacle, and departing after a satisfying dinner around midnight, the Marina truly lived up to its grandeur. While I am no expert on Marina Grande or Sorrento, it holds a special significance as the birthplace of my grandfather and his family, originating from the Gulf of Naples. It appears that every time I set foot in this tiny village, the heavens burst with vibrant hues, warmly embracing its ancestral heritage. Shortly after capturing the final image, it was time for a delightful meal at my newfound favorite restaurant, Ristorante di "Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Mistica Tramonto al di sopra Marina ..ento
  • “Ominous Skies Above the Papal Basilica of San Francesco d'Assisi”…<br />
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This late afternoon image was captured while standing upon remnants atop the mountainside of Assisi viewing down to the resting Basilica of Saint Francis. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted, and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about two hundred yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God. The Basilica, which was begun in 1228 honoring the life of Saint Francis, is probably the most exteriorly photographed church in the world, and it always seems eager to please. The Basilica poses graciously night or day and proudly extends a loving welcome not only to those who are blessed to be there but all those who witness its image created by God and the fortunate artist of capture.
    Cieli Infausto Sopra la Basilica Pap..sisi
  • “A mystical sunset above Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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This is one of the first sunset images over Marina Grande with the sun creating a light show in harmony with the clouds. The bellissimo sunset illuminated the sky and water for a pleasant photograph. The second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive alongside the very crazy Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s famous Marina Grande.  Grande means big, but it’s really a tiny fishing village; hardly large at all but very picturesque.  Marina Grande was a God send that evening as it supported all the qualities a tired, hungry photographer was looking for:  sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood.  Did I say seafood?  Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for dramatic sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was very Grande!  The difficulty in photographing boats in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image.  I was fortunate to have the latest technology, a steady hand, and the hand of God keeping the boats still for my long exposures.  This image is actually technically quite miraculous.  If you look closely, the water in the foreground is blurred by its movement; however, the boats are perfectly still…very unusual.  And, yes, the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Un tramonto mistica al di sopra Mari..ento
  • “Rest of the evening for vessels of Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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The fishing boats were resting in anticipation of the early morning’s excursion at sea, with the Bay of Naples in the distant background, and the bellissimo sunset illuminating the sky and water for a pleasant photograph. The second evening in Sorrento, about the time I finally learned how to drive alongside the very crazy Vespa riders who have absolutely no rules for the road, I stumbled upon Sorrento’s famous Marina Grande.  Grande means big, but it’s really a tiny fishing village; hardly large at all but very picturesque.  Marina Grande was a God send that evening as it supported all the qualities a tired, hungry photographer was looking for:  sunset, sea, sand, boats, skies, and great seafood.  Did I say seafood?  Arriving around 8:00 PM, just in time for dramatic sunset images, and leaving after dinner around midnight, the Marina was very Grande!  The difficulty in photographing boats in low light is the movement of the boat in the water causing “ghosting” of the image.  I was fortunate to have the latest technology, a steady hand, and the hand of God keeping the boats still for my long exposures.  This image is actually technically quite miraculous.  If you look closely, the water in the foreground is blurred by its movement; however, the boats are perfectly still…very unusual.  And, yes, the seafood was “eccezionale” (exceptional)!
    Resto serata per i pescherecci di Ma..ento
  • “The Church of Santa Maddalena is surrounded by Roe Deer, both enjoying the sunset over the Dolomites in South Tyrol, Italy - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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The Church of St. Magdalene resides in a small village located in the Dolomites of Italy. Both, the village and the church, are symbols of the Val di Funes. This tiny picturesque village of just 377 people is located in the Trentino-Alto Adige region of Northern Italy. Historically, the church was built where the miraculous image of Santa Maddalena was washed up by the Fopal River. Saint Mary Magdalene church is mentioned beginning in 1394. The current form of the nave with a sloping base and a slightly grooved roof cornice, with pear and round bar on the pointed arch portal with a red chalk inscription, was complete in 1492. The mural exterior is the Crucifix on the gable in a niche with a donkey's back, weather-beaten, early XVI century. St. Christopher is lively and virtuoso in movement with a fluttering, wrinkled robe. Interiorly, the keystones on the vault, are bust portraits of Mary with the Christ Child and saints. The valley, as you can see, Val di Funes is stunningly beautiful. Summer, it’s very green and dotted with colorful flowers. Winter, it’s covered with snow, and the ragged Dolomite peaks, pierce the sky toward the heavens. Mary Magdalene is the first among the women following Jesus to proclaim Him as having overcome death. She is the first to announce the joyful message of Easter. But she also proved she was among those who loved Him most when she stood at the foot of the Cross on Mount Calvary together with Mary, His Mother, and the disciple, St. John. She did not deny him or run away in fear as the other disciples did, but remained close to Him every moment, up to and including the tomb. The Italian Roe Deer rejoice in the beauty of God’s creation.
    La Chiesa di Santa Maddalena e’ circ..etta
  • "Rainbow of God divides the sky between San Rufino and St. Clare of Assisi"...<br />
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This image is perhaps the most blessed and miraculous of my Italian journey.  Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down.  Looking back over my shoulder, I was mesmerized at the appearance of a double rainbow from the heavens shining down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino, and the Basilica of Saint Clare. I was able to take a few horizontal and vertical images of the great length and depth of the rainbow just before the sun dropped down below the horizon...and, it slowly faded.  My Italian journey was now and forever blessed by the hand of God.
    Arcobaleno di Dio divide il cielo tr..sisi
  • "Dusk falls over the harbor of Riomaggiore"... <br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign. After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset and a perfect evening for creating bellissimo new images. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Crepuscolo cade sul porto di Riomaggiore
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio - Red”…<br />
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“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
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The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..osso
  • "High altar panorama of the Basilica of Santa Maria del Fiore Florence"...<br />
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Santa Maria del Fiore (also known simply as the Duomo) is the cathedral of Florence known for its distinctive Renaissance dome. Its name ("Saint Mary of the Flower") refers to the lily, the symbol of Florence. The impressive Gothic cathedral complex includes the Duomo, the famous baptistery and a campanile. Built in 1294 to be the largest Roman Catholic Church in the world, it is still the largest masonry dome in the world. Walking down the strada, and turning the corner to view the massive Duomo painted against the sky was captivating. I stopped in my tracks and began taking photos; however, the huge Florence crowds prevented most images from ground level. This was one of the first images I photographed noticing the ancient architecture of the Duomo competing across the narrow strada with the more modern buildings of Firenze.
    Altare maggiore panorama della Basil..enze
  • “Solemnity of All Saints - Painting by Dino Carbetta” …<br />
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In the depths of a magnificent Basilica, a profound and sacred spectacle unfolds. Thousands of lighted candles flicker like stars in the night sky, casting their warm, golden glow upon the hallowed space. Each of these candles represents a soul, a beacon of faith, and a connection to the glorious saints of the Church. This tableau of illuminated candles on the "Solemnity of All Saints" transcends the physical realm and carries deep spiritual significance. It is a visual testament to the communion of saints, a reminder of the countless holy lives that have walked this earthly journey. These flames, like the saints they symbolize, guide and inspire us, their light casting away the shadows of doubt and despair. As a Roman Catholic artist, I have a remarkable opportunity to capture the profound essence of this sacred moment through these creative expressions. Hopefully, conveying the deep devotion and the rich spiritual tapestry that these saints have woven throughout history. In the flickering dance of these candles, one can find hope, solace, and a reminder of the enduring power of faith. It is a visual representation of the unbroken chain of believers, from the earliest martyrs to the modern faithful. Art and words can beautifully encapsulate this timeless tradition, reminding the world of the enduring beauty and significance of the Christian faith. And resonate invoking a sense of wonder, reverence, and a deep connection to the saints who have left an indelible mark on our spiritual journey. Through art and words, one may kindle the same flame of inspiration in others, illuminating their path with the wisdom and grace of the saints. I pray that these artistic and literary renderings continue to inspire others, bridging the gap between the living and the saints who have gone before us. And, to serve as a beacon of faith, inviting contemplation and reflection on the enduring power of belief.
    Solennità Di Tutti I Santi - Dipinto..etta
  • "Our Lady of Fatima - Miracle of the Sun – Painting by Dino Carbetta” …<br />
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The painting entitled "Our Lady of Fatima - Miracle of the Sun"  depicts an event that occurred on October 13, 1917. A large crowd had gathered near Fatima to witness the next apparition of Our Lady, as foretold by three shepherd children, Lúcia, Francisco, and Jacinta Marto. According to reports from journalists, lawyers, and scientists who were in attendance, the event that followed became known as the "Miracle of the Sun." Witnesses claimed to have seen extraordinary solar activity, such as the Sun appearing to "dance" or zig-zag in the sky, careen towards the Earth, or emitting multicolored light and radiant colors. The event lasted for ten minutes and was widely reported in newspapers. In November 1917, the local bishop conducted a canonical investigation of the event, reviewing witness accounts and assessing private revelations from Mary that were compatible with Catholic theology. The priests conducting the investigation were convinced by the concurring testimony of extraordinary solar phenomena from secular reporters, government officials, and other skeptics in attendance. Bishop José da Silva declared the miracle "worthy of belief" on October 13, 1930, permitting "Our Lady of Fatima" within the Catholic Church. Over the years, the miracle and related prophecies have impacted the devotional practices of many Catholics, and it continues to be a significant event in the history of the church. Despite the enduring interest in the miracle, Dr. Garrett, who was present at the event, affirmed that he was in his right mind and not suffering from a hallucination. He described everything as taking on the color of old yellow damask, with people looking unattractive and suffering from jaundice. He observed all the phenomena calmly and serenely, without any emotional disturbance, leaving it to others to interpret and explain them.
    Madonna di Fatima - Miracolo del Sol..etta
  • "The sun sets like fire in the sky above the Papal Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi"...<br />
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The seventh morning of our Pilgrimage, we sorrowfully said goodbye to the majestic Sorrento and set out to find the spiritual mecca of Assisi. The excitement of Saint Francis' tiny mountaintop walled village perked our eyes toward the bus windows. Hotel Giotto welcomed all!  An evening Mass with Fr. Peek in the PAX Chapel (a small underground sanctuary in Saint Francis Basilica) hosted our celebration. Mass was celebrated in honor of the wedding anniversary of Bill and Bardeen Dunphy from Atlanta, GA. I cannot say enough about the wonderful quality of people and Catholics in which I had the honor to accompany on our Pilgrimage. A small group of only 12, but mighty in character, affection, spirituality, and compassion. Bill and Bardeen epitomized this nature and shared their love will all our Pilgrims and those who witnessed our gatherings. We were also blessed by a humble, yet charismatic Priest, Father Kevin Peek. He seemed to know every other person in Italy, and subsequently, we all found new friends at dinner time. I cannot honestly conclude a more perfect Pilgrimage Priest than Father, and he was the epitome of a Spiritual guide. He not only celebrated Mass each morning in the most beautiful and prestigious Basilica’s in the world, he also led nighttime rosary walks through the Italian Strada, offered confession, interjected stories of the Saints, discussed all Italian epicurean delights with great enthusiasm, and spread the word and love of God to anyone who would listen.  After Mass, the sun once again glowed as it set behind Saint Francis Basilica. There is probably not a more exteriorly photographed church in the world, and it always seems eager to please. The Basilica poses graciously night or day and proudly extends a loving welcome not only to those who are blessed to be there but all those who witness its image created by God and the fortunate artist of capture.
    Il sole tramonta come fuoco nel ciel..sisi
  • “Sunset view of Manarola from the azure Tyrrhenian Sea” …<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. This image was composed of standing on the rooftop of the antique 28-foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 25-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, the radiant sunset illuminated the sky and the azure sea of the Mediterranean. I was convinced to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of the "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for the perfect magic-hour glow of the setting sun. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. There is a great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. This illuminating sunset of Manarola was captured just before arriving back in Riomaggiore. Arrivederci, Manarola!
    Tramonto vista di Manarola fin da il..Mare
  • “Dome of San Nicola da Tolentino keeps vigil over the peaceful Canal of Venice - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic;” however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever-changing persona. Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the dynamic light and active tide coming in and out. Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine. The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at the first glimpse of sunlight. The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became a passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope. Heading out the first afternoon with no sleep since leaving Atlanta the day before, I was exhausted yet had so much adrenaline and utter excitement emanating from my soul. My heart, eyes, and brain forced me to follow the light and take photos; thus, the first day of thirty began with number 1 of 6500 images. Canal sunsets became the norm of my three days in Venice. This peaceful evening image was created standing at the intersection of two canals looking toward the dramatic sky as the distant campanile of St. Nicholas of Tolentino kept a watchful eye over Bellissimo Venezia.
    Cupola di San Nicola da Tolentino ma..etta
  • "The sun sets like fire in the sky above the Papal Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi"...<br />
<br />
The seventh morning of our Pilgrimage, we sorrowfully said goodbye to the majestic Sorrento and set out to find the spiritual mecca of Assisi. The excitement of Saint Francis' tiny mountaintop walled village perked our eyes toward the bus windows. Hotel Giotto welcomed all!  An evening Mass with Fr. Peek in the PAX Chapel (a small underground sanctuary in Saint Francis Basilica) hosted our celebration. Mass was celebrated in honor of the wedding anniversary of Bill and Bardeen Dunphy from Atlanta, GA. I cannot say enough about the wonderful quality of people and Catholics in which I had the honor to accompany on our Pilgrimage. A small group of only 12, but mighty in character, affection, spirituality, and compassion. Bill and Bardeen epitomized this nature and shared their love will all our Pilgrims and those who witnessed our gatherings. We were also blessed by a humble, yet charismatic Priest, Father Kevin Peek. He seemed to know every other person in Italy, and subsequently, we all found new friends at dinner time. I cannot honestly conclude a more perfect Pilgrimage Priest than Father, and he was the epitome of a Spiritual guide. He not only celebrated Mass each morning in the most beautiful and prestigious Basilica’s in the world, he also led nighttime rosary walks through the Italian Strada, offered confession, interjected stories of the Saints, discussed all Italian epicurean delights with great enthusiasm, and spread the word and love of God to anyone who would listen.  After Mass, the sun once again glowed as it set behind Saint Francis Basilica. There is probably not a more exteriorly photographed church in the world, and it always seems eager to please. The Basilica poses graciously night or day and proudly extends a loving welcome not only to those who are blessed to be there but all those who witness its image created by God and the fortunate artist of capture.
    Il sole tramonta attraverso la Basil..sisi
  • "Twilight falls on the village of Riomaggiore"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset and a perfect evening for creating bellissimo new images. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Crepuscolo cade sul villaggio di Rio..iore
  • “Boats patiently waiting to set sail in Riomaggiore”…<br />
<br />
I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Barche pazienza in attesa di salpare..iore
  • “Vibrant colored Southern Mediterranean view of Riomaggiore”…<br />
<br />
I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Vibrante colorati Del sud del Medite..iore
  • “Evening In The Lively Seaside Town of Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. This image was created standing on the rooftop of the antique 28-foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 20-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. There is a great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. However, I could not help falling in love with tiny Riomaggiore for its scenic appeal, charming culture, and friendly residents.
    Sera Nella Vivace Cittadina Balneare..iore
  • “Conversion on the Way to Damascus - Saint Paul by Caravaggio”…<br />
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After a spiritual Mass at St. Peters Basilica and an intense tour of the Vatican, discussions with fellow pilgrim, Patrick, proved inspirational. Our eyes were fixated on the famous Caravaggio paintings located in the acclaimed Basilica of Santa Maria del Popolo. The “Crucifixion of Peter” and the “Conversion on the Way to Damascus” were elusive on my previous visit. We found the Basilica under reconstruction, waiting for an opening, then rushed inside to find darkness and disarray everywhere. Finally, finding the dark chapel, our eyes could not focus enough to discover the paintings. Suddenly, the light arose and the Caravaggio’s were an arm’s length away. We expeditiously actuated our cameras and euphorically clicked away. Just as hastily, a mysterious guard clicked off the lights. “On his journey, as he was nearing Damascus, a light from the sky suddenly flashed around him. He fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to him, “Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting me?” He said, “Who are you, sir?” The reply came, “I am Jesus, whom you are persecuting.” [Acts 9:3-5] The scene is lit by a strong light but the three figures are engulfed by almost impenetrable darkness. A few faint rays on the light evoke Jesus' epiphany but these are not the real source of the lighting, and the groom remains seemingly oblivious to the presence of the divine. Caravaggio's style of Tenebrism, where forms in paintings emerge from a dark background with usually one source of stark light, creates dramatic effects with its strong contrasts. This lighting was evoking spiritual drama in the Conversion of Saint Paul. In the present day, the reputation of Caravaggio remains impressive - ranked alongside the likes of Da Vinci, Michelangelo, and Raphael. I am always appreciative upon completion of one of my many artworks. Displaying this elusive image by the great Caravaggio, I am triumphant!
    Conversione sulla via di Damasco - S..ggio
  • “Dome of San Nicola da Tolentino keeps vigil over the peaceful Canal of Venice”…<br />
<br />
I am not sure if I am the first to describe Venice as “organic;” however, there has never been a more perfect description to define Venice’s ever-changing persona. Venice is perhaps the most uniquely iconic seaside city in the world, and its impression changes by the minute with the dynamic light and active tide coming in and out. Flying into Venice via the USA, I was met with torrential rains in the early morning, which finally gave way to afternoon sunshine. The creaky, wet, gloomy, old, decaying Venice sinking and soaking in the morning rain… opened like flower petals in the springtime at the first glimpse of sunlight. The organic lagoon began to blossom as if the decay became antique, the gloom became a passion, the creaky became sweet sounds, and the desperate island illuminated with life, color, and hope. Heading out the first afternoon with no sleep since leaving Atlanta the day before, I was exhausted yet had so much adrenaline and utter excitement emanating from my soul. My heart, eyes, and brain forced me to follow the light and take photos; thus, the first day of thirty began with number 1 of 6500 images. Canal sunsets became the norm of my three days in Venice. This peaceful evening image was created standing at the intersection of two canals looking toward the dramatic sky as the distant campanile of St. Nicholas of Tolentino kept a watchful eye over Bellissimo Venezia.
    Cupola di San Nicola da Tolentino ma..ezia
  • “The Moors ring the bell at the top of the Clock Tower in Piazza San Marco Venice”…<br />
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On Ascension Week and the Epiphany, carved figures of the four Magi join the Moors hourly, emerging from the clock face and bowing to the Virgin Mary above them. An angel raises a trumpet in recognition of them, and the Magi bow in return. The Clock Tower in Venice is an early Renaissance building on the north side of the Piazza San Marco, at the entrance to the Merceria. It comprises a tower, which contains the clock, and lower buildings on each side. It adjoins the eastern end of the Procuratie Vecchie. Both the tower and the clock date from the last decade of the 15th century, though the mechanism of the clock has subsequently been much altered. It was placed where the clock would be visible from the waters of the lagoon and give notice to every one of the wealth and glory of Venice. The clock tower is topped by two bronze figures who strike the bell hourly. Although they were originally designated as giants, their dark patina lent them the nickname “Moors.” A relief of the winged lion of St. Mark, patron saint, and symbol of Venice, stands on an open book below the Moors. A statue of the Virgin Mary stands one level down, above the massive clock face. The clock was intentionally designed to sit high enough in the square to be protected from Venice’s waters and to be visible from the canal. Meandering outside on the rooftop above St Mark's Basilica, I became mesmerized by Piazza San Marco below and the multitude of historic artwork residing on high. As the evening sun descended with a fire in the sky, the Moors were called once again to ring the bell reminding all of the romantic Venetian history, and a siren call of utopian futures here in La Serenissima, the ‘Most Serene,’ Veneto.
    I Mori suonano la campana in cima al..ezia
  • “I saw the Spirit descend like a Dove - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Acts 2:1-4 “When the time for Pentecost was fulfilled, they were all in one place together. And suddenly there came from the sky a noise like a strong driving wind, and it filled the entire house in which they were. Then there appeared to them tongues as of fire, which parted and came to rest on each one of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in different tongues, as the Spirit enabled them to proclaim. Jn 20:19-23 “On the evening of that first day of the week, when the doors were locked, where the disciples were, for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood in their midst and said to them, “Peace be with you.” When he had said this, he showed them his hands and his side. The disciples rejoiced when they saw the Lord. Jesus said to them again, “Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I send you.” And when he had said this, he breathed on them and said to them, “Receive the Holy Spirit. Whose sins you forgive are forgiven them, and whose sins you retain are retained.”
    Ho visto lo Spirito scendere come un..etta
  • “Angel with the Cross - Ponte Sant'Angelo – Rome”… <br />
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This image was also created just after sundown when the sky developed a beautiful blue hue, accenting the golden lighting of the Angels on the Bridge. The Bridge of Angels (in Italian, Ponte Sant'Angelo) spans the Tiber River in Rome. Only a few steps away from St. Peter's Basilica, the bridge reflects the psychological shift from secular to sacred that occurs when pilgrims crossed from the busy streets of Rome over to the churches of the Vatican. Gian Lorenzo Bernini, the famed Italian sculptor, originally designed the bridge's angel sculptures in the seventeenth century. Though few of the angels standing today were done by his hand, Bernini's vision for the bridge lives on. Five angel sculptures flank each side of the bridge, with statues of Saint Peter and Saint Paul on the eastern bank. At the base of each sculpture is a line from the Bible in Latin. Angel with the Cross - Inscription: "Cuius principatus super humerum eius" Translation: Dominion rests on his shoulders (Isaiah 9:6)
    Angelo con la Croce - Ponte Sant'Ang..Roma
  • “Angel with the Cross - Ponte Sant'Angelo – Rome”… <br />
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This image was actualized just after sundown when the sky developed a beautiful blue hue, accenting the golden lighting of the Angels on the Bridge. The Bridge of Angels (in Italian, Ponte Sant'Angelo) spans the Tiber River in Rome. Only a few steps away from St. Peter's Basilica, the bridge reflects the psychological shift from secular to sacred that occurs when pilgrims crossed from the busy streets of Rome over to the churches of the Vatican. Gian Lorenzo Bernini, the famed Italian sculptor, originally designed the bridge's angel sculptures in the seventeenth century. Though few of the angels standing today were done by his hand, Bernini's vision for the bridge lives on. Five angel sculptures flank each side of the bridge, with statues of Saint Peter and Saint Paul on the eastern bank. At the base of each sculpture is a line from the Bible in Latin. Angel with the Cross - Inscription: "Cuius principatus super humerum eius" Translation: Dominion rests on his shoulders (Isaiah 9:6)
    Angelo con la Croce sul Ponte Sant'A..Roma
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio - Green Water”…<br />
“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
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The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..cqua
  • “Silhouette of Gondoliers against the late sun on the Grand Canal near the Church of Santa Maria del Giglio”…<br />
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“Venice” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: <br />
WHITE swan of cities, slumbering in thy nest	<br />
So wonderfully built among the reeds	<br />
Of the lagoon, that fences thee and feeds,	<br />
As sayeth thy old historian and thy guest!	<br />
White water-lily, cradled and caressed	<br />
By ocean streams, and from the silt and weeds	<br />
Lifting thy golden pistils with their seeds,	<br />
Thy sun-illumined spires, thy crown and crest!	<br />
White phantom city, whose untrodden streets	<br />
Are rivers, and whose pavements are the shifting	<br />
Shadows of palaces and strips of sky;	<br />
I wait to see thee vanish like the fleets	<br />
Seen in mirage, or towers of cloud uplifting	<br />
In air their unsubstantial masonry.<br />
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The gondola is a traditional, flat-bottomed Venetian rowing boat, well suited to the conditions of the Venetian lagoon. The rowing oar, which is not fastened to the hull, is used in a sculling manner, also acting as the rudder. For centuries the gondola was the chief means of transportation and most common watercraft within Venice. It is propelled by a gondolier. In modern times the iconic boats still have a role in public transportation in the city, serving as traghetti (ferries) over the Grand Canal. There are just over four hundred gondolas in active service today, virtually all of them used for hire by tourists. In order to become a professional gondolier, you need to obtain a license from the guild. Two hundred years ago, there were 10,000 gondolas in Venice. Although the aristocracy preferred horses to boats through the early Middle-Ages, beginning in the 14th century when horses were outlawed from the streets of Venice, the noble class embraced gondolas as a respectable form of transportation.
    Silhouette di gondolieri contro il t..glio
  • “Moorish style cloister and gardens in Villa Rufolo, Ravello”…<br />
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The Villa Rufolo, which overlooks the Piazza Vescovado, is the historical and cultural center of Ravello. Built by a wealthy merchant family in the 13th century, the villa has a rich and storied past. Boccaccio, one of the earliest authors of the Italian renaissance, wrote a story about the villa and its owner in his Decameron. In its prime, it was one of the largest and most expensive villas on the Amalfi Coast, and legends grew about hidden treasure on its premises. When Sir Francis Neville Reid, a Scottish botanist, visited the villa in 1851, age and neglect had taken a toll on the villa and many of the rooms had fallen into ruin. Reid, however, fell in love with the Moorish towers and the expansive views. He purchased the villa and began an extensive renovation of the gardens and the remaining rooms. The town has become known as “la città della musica“, city of music, and for the past several decades the Villa Rufolo has been the center of an annual summer concert series that features piano concerts, chamber music, and a grand orchestral performance on a stage built jutting out over the Mediterranean Sea and the rugged Amalfi Coast below. The gardens and grounds of the Villa Rufolo are open year-round and attract visitors from all over the world. Juxtaposed against the sea, the sky, umbrella pines, and the Church of the Annunziata below, the gardens, with their profusion of flowers, have a magical quality to them. The villa itself contains two large towers and the larger of them stands next to a magnificent Moorish style cloister. Because of the magnificent gardens, the Moorish architecture, and the inspiring vistas, the Villa Rufolo is often described as a smaller version of Spain’s famed Alhambra. Traversing the Amalfi Coast was as thrilling as it sounds. The small towns built into the cliffside along the Mediterranean Sea romanticize of glorious past and envisage adventures to come.
    Chiostro e giardini in stile moresco..ello
  • "Basilica of Santa Maria del Fiore - Colored Glass Doors"...<br />
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Santa Maria del Fiore (also known simply as the Duomo) is the cathedral of Florence known for its distinctive Renaissance dome. Its name ("Saint Mary of the Flower") refers to the lily, the symbol of Florence. The impressive Gothic cathedral complex includes the Duomo, the famous baptistery and a campanile. Built in 1294 to be the largest Roman Catholic Church in the world, it is still the largest masonry dome in the world. Walking down the strada, and turning the corner to view the massive Duomo painted against the sky was captivating. I stopped in my tracks and began taking photos; however, the huge Florence crowds prevented most images from ground level. This was one of the first images I photographed noticing the ancient architecture of the Duomo competing across the narrow strada with the more modern buildings of Firenze.
    Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore - ..rato
  • “Evening reflections of Vernazza Bay”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. The second to last village before my home destination was Vernazza, one of the busiest of the five, and the only one with a true bay.  This image was taken sailing inside the rocky breakwater during the late evening sun.  Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso.
    Serali riflessioni di Vernazza Bay
  • “The colors of Capri”…<br />
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On the third morning in Sorrento, I departed on a high speed Ferry to the island of Capri.  Although promoting high-speed, it still took over an hour to arrive at the very crowded Island.  Capri is located off the coast of Naples and there must be a new Ferry full of tourists arriving every 20 minutes throughout the day.  Famous for its Blue Grotto, which I did not venture to this trip, Capri is a picturesque Mediterranean retreat with high cliffs and ancient Roman villas. The highlight of my visit was the small and very crowded bus ride along the cliffs edge to Anacapri.  I was standing closest to the door on the right side of the bus during the assent up the mountainside.  All I could see was the rocky shore below and with every leaning left turn, prayed desperately I would make it to the top.  Anacapri is a historic mountaintop town with commanding views of Capri and the sea below.  This image was taken in the Bay of Capri while waiting for the last Ferry back to Sorrento.  My eye caught the color of the blue boat and it was the same color of the late afternoon sky.  Ironically, the name on the side of the little boat was “colori”…meaning colors.
    Il colori di Capri
  • “The bell tower of Santa Chiara in Assisi rises high in the sky”…<br />
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After a progressive but slow assent up to the mountaintop of Assisi, I took time to pause, look over my shoulder, and truly appreciate all I had seen.  God always seemed to illuminate my forward path; however, He also left a glow of remembrance from where the journey began. This evening view is of the campanile from the Basilica di Santa Chiara. This 13th-century church houses the relics of St. Clare, friend and protégé of St. Francis of Assisi, and the 12th-century crucifix that spoke to St. Francis at San Damiano. The churches, Basilicas, Duomos, and all the spiritual history of this tiny hilltop village, force one to realize the blessings of the Saints who traversed the same footsteps as we walk today.  It is remarkable to imagine that seven Saints originated from Assisi over a 15 century period.  What a great percentage of the blessed from such a small town!  Assisi is perhaps one of the most visited pilgrimage areas in the world, and people from all races and religions come here to experience and find the peace which has blessed so many.  They say that one can almost hear all the prayers lifted up from the walls of this most spiritual of places.
    Il campanile di Santa Chiara ad Assi..ielo
  • "Spring afternoon stroll in Riomaggiore"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Pomeriggio passeggiata Primavera a R..iore
  • “The bell tower of the church of San Pietro rises above Corniglia”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!  This panorama image of Corniglia, the only Cinque Terre town not directly on the sea…was taken on the journey back to Riomaggiore at dusk.  The tiny village seems snuggled into the Cliffside soaking up the last bit of sunlight before nightfall.  The ancient campanile of the church of Saint Peter, which was built in 1334, begins to peer over the cliff in the upper part of Corniglia.
    Il campanile della chiesa di San Pie..glia
  • "Sailing Cinque Terre with the late evening sun on Corniglia"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. An exceptionally long day, but worth every minute! This panorama image of Corniglia, the only Cinque Terre town not directly on the sea…was taken on the journey back to Riomaggiore at dusk. The tiny village seems snuggled into the Cliffside soaking up the last bit of sunlight before nightfall. The ancient campanile of the church of Saint Peter, which was built in 1334, begins to peer over the cliff in the upper part of Corniglia. I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. There is a great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. This illuminating sunset of Manarola was captured just before arriving back in Riomaggiore. Arrivederci, Manarola!
    Vela Cinque Terre con la sera tarda ..glia
  • “Basilica of Santa Maria del Fiore After the Rain” …<br />
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Driving into Florence from Siena on a Sunday afternoon amid a sports car rally beginning in Siena, any man or woman could not help but be impressed by the Italian sports car legends of Ferraris and Lamborghinis. However, as I arrived at the Florentine Baroque hotel Boscolo Astoria, the steady rains began. The rooftop terrace offered spectacular city views…especially the famous Duomo. I was able to find a spot under cover to ponder this towering ancient structure impressing upon the Florence skyline. You may notice tourists gathered around the top of the dome and campanile with a rain-soaked bird’s eye view of the famous city. Santa Maria del Fiore (also known simply as the Duomo) is the cathedral of Florence known for its distinctive Renaissance dome. Its name ("Saint Mary of the Flower") refers to the lily, the symbol of Florence. The impressive Gothic cathedral complex includes the Duomo, the famous baptistery, and a campanile. Built-in 1294 to be the largest Roman Catholic Church in the world, it is still the largest masonry dome in the world. Walking down the Strada and turning the corner to view the massive Duomo painted against the sky was captivating. I stopped in my tracks and began taking photos; however, the huge Florence crowds prevented most images from ground level. This was one of the first images I photographed noticing the ancient architecture of the Duomo competing across the narrow Strada with the more modern buildings of Firenze.
    Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore Do..ggia
  • “Threatening skies over The Tower of the Moor - Orvieto” …<br />
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At the peak of its economic power and political stability, towards the end of the 13th century, the Commune of Orvieto decided to move its civic buildings to the restored Palazzo Communal and to build the Palazzo del Popolo, La Torre del Moro, and the Duomo di Orvieto. The tower has maintained many functions including water storage for “the city on the cliff.” The Duomo is an Italian, ornate architectural masterpiece. The facade is one of the most famous in the world and looks like something seen at Disney World. This evening image was captured from my rooftop terrace at the Grand Hotel Italia. Look closely, and you will see the ornate spires of the Duomo posing in the distance. Orvieto is one of the most striking, memorable, and enjoyable hill towns in central Italy. Less than 90 minutes from Rome, Orvieto sits majestically high above the valley floor atop a substantial chunk of volcanic stone called tufa and overlooking cypress-dotted Umbrian plains and vineyards. The ancient city rewards one with a peaceful and historical stroll back in time to the days of the Etruscans, who built this clifftop village over two thousand years ago for protection from their enemies. The ancient Etruscan wall still stands today presenting colorful cliffside views, and protecting the famous Duomo di Orvieto, the Palazzo del Popolo, and other antique treasures. The 14th Century Duomo was constructed to provide a home for the “Corporal of Bolsena,” a miracle that occurred in 1263 in the nearby town of Bolsena. A traveling priest who had doubts about the truth of transubstantiation found that his Host was bleeding so much that it stained the altar cloth. The cloth is now stored in the “Chapel of the Corporal” inside the cathedral. It is amazing to turn the corner only to view, stop, and stare as the majestic Cathedral slowly rises to touch the heavens above.
    Cieli Minacciosi sulla Torre del Mor..ieto
  • “The heavenly stairs on the morning walk along via S. Francesco – Assisi”…<br />
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"My soul can find no staircase to Heaven unless it be through Earth's loveliness."  (Michelangelo)<br />
 “And he said to him, “Amen, amen,* I say to you, you will see the sky opened and the angels of God ascending and descending on the Son of Man.” (John 1:51)<br />
 “Then he had a dream: a stairway* rested on the ground, with its top reaching to the heavens; and God’s angels were going up and down on it.” (Genesis 28:12)
    Le scale celesti sulla mattina cammi..sisi
  • “Crucifix next to the Confessional - Santa Maria della Salute Venice - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute (Basilica of St. Mary of Health), commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a prominent position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one-third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite small interiorly. I am not sure if it was ever an active parish but more of a shrine with little room for seating. The steps wrapping around the front and sides make a perfect destination for relaxation during warm Venetian days. Interior windows open to the sky which allows for a great deal of sunlight, and as I meandered around I noticed a beautiful crucifix near the confessional. The strong rays of sunshine illuminated the face of Christ just enough to encourage one to examine their conscience one last time before entering into Sacrament of Confession.
    Crocifisso accanto al Confessionale ..etta
  • “Navigating the Cinque Terre as evening descends on Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. This image was created standing on the rooftop of the antique 28 foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 25-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. I believe there is great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. However, I could not help falling in love with tiny Riomaggiore for its scenic appeal, charming culture, and friendly residents. This photograph was created as I prepared to disembark the Angelina, and the bright hue of the evening sunlight began to fade.
    Navigando le Cinque Terre mentre ser..iore
  • “Cortona World War II monument of an angel lifting a fallen soldier to heaven - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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A small park located just inside the ancient walled entrance of Cortona contains this statue of a saintly angel lifting a soldier to heaven. The statue was high above the ground with the pristine evening sky creating a luminous, dramatic backdrop. A very touching tribute for all countries with blessings to all who served and their families who endured a loss. ”God of power and mercy, you destroy war and put down earthly pride. Banish violence from our midst and wipe away our tears, which we may all deserve to be called your sons and daughters. Keep in your mercy those men and women who have died in the cause of freedom and bring them safely into your kingdom of justice and peace. We ask this through Jesus Christ our Lord.” Amen.
    Cortona monumento alla seconda guerr..etta
  • “Midnight peace of the Papal Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi"...<br />
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One feels an inexplicable connection from the moment you arrive in Assisi as if the spirit of Saint Francis himself guided you to witness the magnificence that awaits. The Basilica of Saint Francis, a masterpiece of spiritual artistry, stands as the beginning of your ascent to adventure. The steep climb to the summit of Rocca Maggiore reveals delightful surprises at every turn, each moment a picturesque revelation waiting to be captured in your lens. Assisi's allure is so mesmerizing that time itself seems to stand still, and you'll be so enraptured by the pure spirituality of the surroundings that you'll forget all about meals. The passion for your craft keeps you going, and you continue to capture breathtaking images long after the sun has bid adieu to the horizon. As the night falls, Assisi embraces a serene hush, wrapping itself in a tranquil slumber. The spirit of hospitality lives on, as your earnest plea to the hotel manager brings forth a culinary delight at the iconic La Locanda Del Cardinale. This restaurant steeped in history offers a glimpse into the ancient Roman era with its glass floors revealing captivating mosaics below. Wandering back to your hotel at the stroke of midnight, you can't help but be drawn to the Basilica of Saint Francis, bathed in a soft, ethereal glow, inviting you to capture its mystical allure in the cool morning dew. The urge to Canonize these moments in portraits becomes irresistible as if the basilica itself yearns to be etched into memories forever. Assisi, with its peaceful charm and timeless allure, casts a spell on your heart, creating a desire to stay forever. In every corner, path, and under every midnight sky, the village leaves an indelible mark on your soul. Surrender to the call of Assisi, and embark on an unforgettable journey of spiritual enrichment and artistic discovery amidst the 'Midnight Peace of the Papal Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi.’
    Mezzanotte pace della Basilica Papal..sisi
  • “This is the Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world - Painting by Dino”…<br />
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(Matthew Chapter 27:45-50) “From noon onward, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. And about three o’clock Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” Some of the bystanders who heard it said, “This one is calling for Elijah.” Immediately one of them ran to get a sponge; he soaked it in wine, and putting it on a reed, gave it to him to drink. But the rest said, “Wait, let us see if Elijah comes to save him.” But Jesus cried out again in a loud voice, and gave up his spirit.<br />
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John the Baptist’s Testimony to Jesus. Jn 1:29-34 “The next day he saw Jesus coming toward him and said, ‘Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world. He is the one of whom I said, A man is coming after me who ranks ahead of me because he existed before me. I did not know him, but the reason why I came baptizing with water was that he might be made known to Israel.’ John testified further, saying, “I saw the Spirit come down like a dove from the sky and remain upon him. I did not know him, but the one who sent me to baptize with water told me, ‘On whomever you see the Spirit come down and remain, he is the one who will baptize with the Holy Spirit. Now I have seen and testified that he is the Son of God.”
    Ecce Agnus Dei, ecce qui tollit pecc..etta
  • "Christ Crucified - Santa Maria della Salute Venice - BW"... <br />
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The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute (Basilica of St. Mary of Health), commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a prominent position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite small interiorly. I am not sure if it was ever an active parish but more of a shrine with little room for seating. The steps wrapping around the front and sides make a perfect destination for relaxation during warm Venetian days. Interior windows open to the sky which allows for a great deal of sunlight, and as I meandered around I noticed a beautiful crucifix near the confessional. The strong rays of sunshine illuminated the face of Christ just enough to encourage one to examine their conscience one last time before entering into Sacrament of Confession.
    Cristo Crocifisso - Santa Maria dell..- BW
  • “I saw the Spirit descend like a Dove - Painting by Dino Carbetta – Azure”…<br />
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Acts 2:1-4 “When the time for Pentecost was fulfilled, they were all in one place together. And suddenly there came from the sky a noise like a strong driving wind, and it filled the entire house in which they were. Then there appeared to them tongues as of fire, which parted and came to rest on each one of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in different tongues, as the Spirit enabled them to proclaim. Jn 20:19-23 “On the evening of that first day of the week, when the doors were locked, where the disciples were, for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood in their midst and said to them, “Peace be with you.” When he had said this, he showed them his hands and his side. The disciples rejoiced when they saw the Lord. Jesus said to them again, “Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I send you.” And when he had said this, he breathed on them and said to them, “Receive the Holy Spirit. Whose sins you forgive are forgiven them, and whose sins you retain are retained.”
    Ho visto lo Spirito scendere come un..urro
  • “Angels of Passion guard Castel Sant'Angelo”…<br />
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This image was captured just after sundown when the sky developed a beautiful blue hue, accenting the golden lighting of the Castel and Angels on the Bridge.  Castel Sant'Angelo and Sant'Angelo Bridge was built in A.D. 139 as a mausoleum for the Roman Emperor Hadrian, and this Castel was transformed into a fortress by the popes during the 14th century.  The Romans built the first bridge in front of the Castel in A.D. 134 as access to the majestic mausoleum.  In A.D. 590, a black plague epidemic decimated the city and an angel appeared on the Castel roof and put his sword back in its scabbard, indicating the end of the epidemic. Afterward, a chapel was built on the roof of the Castel to commemorate this miracle with Saint Michael majestically standing guard above the Castel and Bridge. In 1667, the artist Bernini was in charge of renovating the bridge and he decided to open the parapet and to add eight statues of angels, symbolizing Christ's passion in memory of the miracle that saved the city from the devastating black plague.
    Angeli della Passione guardia Castel..gelo
  • “Evening sailing port of Vernazza on the Angelina Dada”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. The second to last village before my home destination was Vernazza, one of the busiest of the five, and the only one with a true bay. This image was taken sailing beyond the rocky breakwater during the late evening sun. Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso.
    Serata vela porto di Vernazza sul l'..Dada
  • “Sailing the Cinque Terre ... Riomaggiore goodbye!”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northernmost town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. This image was created standing on the rooftop of the antique 28 foot Angelina’s galley with my arms around the mast and my 20-pound camera bag strapped over my shoulder, creating a human tripod for support. I could not help noticing tourists in each village photographing our boat as we sailed up and down the coast; perhaps it was the image of a silly photographer hanging on for dear life as the waves wobbled the boat side to side in anticipation of a splashdown?! Leaving for my destination of Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. I believe there is a great appeal in each of the five Cinque Terre villages, each with a different history, people, elements, and culture. However, I could not help falling in love with tiny Riomaggiore for its scenic appeal, charming culture, and friendly residents.
    Vela la Cinque Terre...Riomaggiore a..rci!
  • "Christ Crucified - Santa Maria della Salute Venice"...<br />
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The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute (Basilica of St. Mary of Health), commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice.  It stands in a prominent position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon.  In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary.  The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite small interiorly.  I am not sure if it was ever an active parish but more of a shrine with little room for seating.  The steps wrapping around the front and sides make a perfect destination for relaxation during warm Venetian days.  Interior windows open to the sky which allows for a great deal of sunlight, and as I meandered around I noticed a beautiful crucifix near the confessional.  The strong rays of sunshine illuminated the face of Christ just enough to encourage one to examine their conscience one last time before entering into Sacrament of Confession.
    Cristo Crocifisso - Santa Maria dell..ezia
  • “The St. Peter's bell tower rises above the beautiful Blue Sea in Corniglia”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!  This panorama image of Corniglia, the only Cinque Terre town not directly on the sea…was taken on the journey back to Riomaggiore at dusk.  The tiny village seems snuggled into the Cliffside soaking up the last bit of sunlight before nightfall.  The ancient campanile of the church of Saint Peter, which was built in 1334, begins to peer over the cliff in the upper part of Corniglia.
    Il campanile di San Pietro domina il..glia
  • “Sweet Maria panoramic views of Lake Trasimeno”…<br />
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Dolce Maria is the Bed and Breakfast I lodged in for four nights in the medieval hill town of Cortona.  One street over from the main square, the ancient historical building from 15th century is the home of the Barboni family.  There is a restaurant on the ground floor where Madre Paola is one of the famous chefs of Cortona, and her friendly husband Franco and son Gianni help run the properties.  Paola’s 80- something year old mother offered to wash my laundry and hung it to dry on the rooftop.  With only six rooms in this steep vertical villa winding about like a castle, it very much felt like a true Tuscan adventure.  Booking Dolce Maria from Roma, I asked for a room with a view; I didn’t notice a view from the 3rd story room, but Paolo instructed me to a tiny door in the corner…with a winding staircase ascending upward about 2-3 more stories to the rooftop and a private terrace view of the valley below.  On my last evening as the sun dipped in the sky and the birds wisped among the clouds, I photographed this image of Lake Trasimeno and the Tuscan countryside through an art-deco like structure on the roof.  The tiny walled town of Cortona was probably not the most fortified with large amounts of photogenic attractions within its ramparts, but professed to be the perfect central Tuscany location. Cortona was perhaps the most quaint and charming of towns during my Italian journey, and I was surprised to see the University of Georgia has maintained a campus there since 1970.  If one has the legs and heart to traverse the steep grades of this ancient Tuscan village, Cortona offers great rewards and blessings under the bellissimo Tuscan Sun.
    Dolce Maria vista panoramica sul Lag..meno
  • “The crucifix beside the confessional - Santa Maria della Salute Venice”…<br />
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The Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute (Basilica of St. Mary of Health), commonly known as La Salute, is one of the largest, most iconic, and prominent churches of Venice. It stands in a prominent position at the junction between the Grand Canal and the Bacino di San Marco on the lagoon. In October 1630, the Venetian Senate decreed that if the city was delivered from the raging Bubonic Plague, which decimated one third of the Venetian population, a new church would be constructed and dedicated to the Virgin Mary. The Basilica is an ornate, massive structure in its exterior; however, it is quite small interiorly. I am not sure if it was ever an active parish but more of a shrine with little room for seating. The steps wrapping around the front and sides make a perfect destination for relaxation during warm Venetian days. Interior windows open to the sky which allows for a great deal of sunlight, and as I meandered around I noticed a beautiful crucifix near the confessional. The strong rays of sunshine illuminated the face of Christ just enough to encourage one to examine their conscience one last time before entering into Sacrament of Confession.
    Del Crocifisso accanto confessionale..ezia
  • "High altar of the Basilica of Santa Maria del Fiore Florence"...<br />
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Santa Maria del Fiore (also known simply as the Duomo) is the cathedral of Florence known for its distinctive Renaissance dome. Its name ("Saint Mary of the Flower") refers to the lily, the symbol of Florence. The impressive Gothic cathedral complex includes the Duomo, the famous baptistery and a campanile. Built in 1294 to be the largest Roman Catholic Church in the world, it is still the largest masonry dome in the world. Walking down the strada, and turning the corner to view the massive Duomo painted against the sky was captivating. I stopped in my tracks and began taking photos; however, the huge Florence crowds prevented most images from ground level. This was one of the first images I photographed noticing the ancient architecture of the Duomo competing across the narrow strada with the more modern buildings of Firenze.
    Altare maggiore della Basilica di Sa..enze
  • "Corniglia courtyard peak on the Tyrrhenian sea"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!  This image of Corniglia, the only Cinque Terre town not directly on the sea…was taken at the beginning of the journey from Riomaggiore. <br />
The colorful village dwellings  seemed to desperately hang high atop the dramatic cliff top as the evening sun graciously kept us warm.
    Corniglia cortile picco sul mare Tirreno
  • "The San Pietro bell tower shines at twilight over Corniglia"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute! This image of Corniglia, the only Cinque Terre town not directly on the sea…was taken at the beginning of the journey from Riomaggiore. The two image panorama of this tiny village seems to snuggle into the Cliffside basking in the evening sunlight.
    Il campanile di San Pietro brilla al..glia
  • "Laying of fishing nets as the sun sets over the Gulf of Monterosso al Mare"...<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign. After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset and a perfect evening for creating bellissimo new images. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute! When thinking of Italy, one does not ponder its massive coastline of 4,700 miles, all blessed with a great variety of meraviglioso gourmet of the sea.  The site of this fisherman is commonplace upon all the azzurro mare of Italy.
    Posa delle reti da pesca come il sol..Mare
  • “Pine tree rises to the sky as the sun sets over the cliffs of Positano”…<br />
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After an exhilarating drive along the high cliffs on the Amalfi coast from Sorrento down to Positano, I found myself in sensory overload with its beauty and photogenic appeal.  After circling around the entire village and its cliffside three times on Positano’s only street, which was a single lane winding down from the top and back up and over to where I began, I finally found the parking garage by the hotel, about 2/3rds up the facing village in this image.  The climb down the winding road and steep staircases made for quite a workout in the hot late May sun.  Reaching the beach and marina, I forgot about my exhaustion and could not capture enough of Positano’s plush beauty; however, the large amount of tourists and bright sun did not allow for ideal conditions.  Walking the length of the beach, I found a very, very steep staircase leading straight up to a large veranda at the Albergo California.  Taking an exhaustive seat on a plush lounge chair with a perfect view to watch the sunset behind the Amalfi Cliffs, I was taken back by a pleasant Italian (Positano) waiter from the hotel offering a towel, ice water, and drinks for the evening.  I expressed that I was not staying at the hotel, but he didn’t seem to mind and proceeded to educate me on the culture of this historic resort village.  After a brief rest, I wandered around taking full advantage of Albergo California’s 180 degrees of seaside vistas.  Turning southward looking down the Amalfi Coast, the seaside town of Praiano began to appear ominous as storm clouds formed above creating a dramatic view with my favorite tree majestically rising toward heaven.
    Pino Albero sale al cielo come sole ..tano
  • “A day in the life of Riomaggiore”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Un giorno nella vita di Riomaggiore
  • “Rain-Soaked View of the Basilica of Santa Maria del Fiore” …<br />
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Driving into Florence from Siena on a Sunday afternoon amid a sports car rally beginning in Siena, any man or woman could not help but be impressed by the Italian sports car legends of Ferraris and Lamborghinis. However, as I arrived at the Florentine Baroque hotel Boscolo Astoria, the steady rains began. The rooftop terrace offered spectacular city views…especially the famous Duomo. I was able to find a spot under cover to ponder this towering ancient structure impressing upon the Florence skyline. You may notice tourists gathered around the top of the dome and campanile with a rain-soaked bird’s eye view of the famous city. Santa Maria del Fiore (also known simply as the Duomo) is the cathedral of Florence known for its distinctive Renaissance dome. Its name ("Saint Mary of the Flower") refers to the lily, the symbol of Florence. The impressive Gothic cathedral complex includes the Duomo, the famous baptistery, and a campanile. Built-in 1294 to be the largest Roman Catholic Church in the world, it is still the largest masonry dome in the world. Walking down the Strada and turning the corner to view the massive Duomo painted against the sky was captivating. I stopped in my tracks and began taking photos; however, the huge Florence crowds prevented most images from ground level. This was one of the first images I photographed noticing the ancient architecture of the Duomo competing across the narrow Strada with the more modern buildings of Firenze.
    Pioggia Vista Imbevuto della Basilic..iore
  • “Corniglia from the sea aboard the Angelina Dada”…<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!  This image of Corniglia, the only Cinque Terre town not directly on the sea…was taken at the beginning of the journey from Riomaggiore.  The two image panorama of this tiny village seems to snuggle into the Cliffside basking in the evening sunlight.
    Corniglia dal mare a bordo della Ang..Dada
  • “Cinque Terre from the sea preparing the boats in Riomaggiore”….<br />
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I began my daily journey at the northern most town of Monterosso and took the train to the southernmost town of Riomaggiore. Upon arriving in this picturesque seaside village and moving down to the water’s edge, I noticed proprietor Francesco in front of a tiny boat rental sign.  After arranging an evening sail up the coast, I was able to focus on the colorful persona of Riomaggiore. That evening I sailed up the coast photographing each Cinque Terre town along the way aboard the Angelina Dada. Upon arriving back home in Monterosso, soft light illuminated the sky and azure sea of the Mediterranean convincing me to sail all the way back to Riomaggiore with my gracious guides Claudio and Eddie of "Cinque Terre dal Mare" sailing excursions. We arrived just in time for a perfect sunset. After a nice dinner...I caught the last train at midnight back home to Monterosso. A very long day, but worth every minute!
    Cinqueterre dal mare preparare le ba..iore
  • “Misty sunset over Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Tramonto nebbioso su Marina Grande S..etta
  • “The boat of Saints Giacomo and Giovanni rests in the evening sun - Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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Mt. Chapter 4:20-22 “At once they left their nets and followed him. He walked along from there and saw two other brothers, James, the son of Zebedee, and his brother John. They were in a boat, with their father Zebedee, mending their nets. He called them, and immediately they left their boat and their father and followed him.” Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    La barca dei Santi Giacomo e Giovann..ento
  • "The dramatic sunset over Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Il drammatico tramonto sopra Marina ..ento
  • "Transcendent sunset of Marina Grande - Sorrento"...<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Tramonto trascendente di Marina Gran..ento
  • "Sorrento panorama of tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Panorama sorrentino di barche da pes..ento
  • “Sorrentini tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. On our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Sorrentini barche da pesca stanche -..etta
  • "Twilight over Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
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Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Crepuscolo su Marina Grande Sorrento
  • “Sorrento panorama of tired fishing boats - Marina Grande Sorrento – Vintage”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Panorama sorrentino di barche da pes..nata
  • "The brave little boat faces threatening skies during a dramatic sunset over Marina Grande Sorrento - Painting"...<br />
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Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourist, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the silent waves. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    La coraggiosa barchetta affronta min..tura
  • “The sun sets on the diminutive Marina Grande - Sorrento”… <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures of Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home. Shortly after the last picture was captured, it was meal time with the entire Pilgrimage group. A perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare, was enjoyed by all!
    Il sole tramonta sul diminutivo Mari..ento
  • “Panorama at Magic hour above the Sorrentine Peninsula”…<br />
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Saturday evening in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was mystical and magical. The overcast skies were vulnerable with the promise of rain, but the tired and reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments as the glorious light glistened off the sea. God painted the esoteric skies for brief moments with luminous vivid elements of abstract color. Glorious rumination abounds with the thought of sacred scripture; “John answered them all, saying, ‘I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:16-17) I am not an expert in, nor born in Marina Grande or Sorrento, but the Gulf of Naples is where my Grandfather and his family are from. It seems that every time I have set foot in this tiny village, the skies explode with color and welcome its former lineage home.
    Panorama a'ora Magiche sopra la Peni..tina
  • “The sunset breaking through the rain clouds over Marina Grande Sorrento”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. The brilliant heavenly evening sun upon the Marina offered reverent thoughts of Sunday’s Mass. “Now the people were filled with expectation, and all were asking in their hearts whether John might be the Messiah. John answered them all, saying, “I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:15-17) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Il tramonto che attraversa le nuvole..ento
  • "The evening sun explodes in the clouds above Marina Grande Sorrento"...<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the promise of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. We left after lunch only to humbly return perceiving the brilliant orange skies cascading down upon the piccolo village as a gift from Heaven. A white boat rested in the brilliant evening sun upon the wet sand offering reverent thoughts of Sunday’s Mass. “Now the people were filled with expectation, and all were asking in their hearts whether John might be the Messiah. John answered them all, saying, “I am baptizing you with water, but one mightier than I is coming. I am not worthy to loosen the thongs of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fan is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” (Luke 3:15-17) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Il sole della sera esplode tra le nu..ento
  • “Night view through the arch of the Papal Basilica of San Francesco”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown. Traversing the narrow steps and Strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day-long journey. However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night. Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below. Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out. As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the midnight skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Vista notturna attraverso l'arco di ..esco
  • "Midnight at Piaggia di Porta San Pietro in Assisi"... <br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown. Traversing the narrow steps and Strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day-long journey. However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night. Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below. Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out. Drifting forward the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the distant midnight skies. One could not help but to acquiesce to its spiritual yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Mezzanotte presso Piaggia di Porta S..sisi
  • "Midnight snow glow of the Papal Basilica of San Francesco di Assisi - Stella"...<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown. Traversing the narrow steps and strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day long journey. However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night. Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below. Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out. As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the midnight skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Mezzanotte neve bagliore della Basil..ella
  • “Papal Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi, good evening!”…<br />
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This evening image was created while standing upon remnants of the fortress atop Assisi viewing down to the resting Basilica of Saint Francis. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino, and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.  This is one of the first images after gaining the top, right at the beginning of the heavenly skies erupting over the countryside.
    Basilica Papale di San Francesco d'A..era!
  • “Fishing boat resting in front of the Sant'Anna Sorrento Restaurant - Painting by Dino Carbetta”…<br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. On our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain-threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the wet sand. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith,* why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Peschereccio in appoggio davanti al ..etta
  • "Midnight walk along Via Fontebella towards the Basilica of San Francesco d'Assisi"... <br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown. Traversing the narrow steps and Strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day-long journey. However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night. Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below. Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out. At first glance of this reverent dwelling, I perceived it to be a religious structure. However, in the typical fashion of the Assisi surroundings, it was just a simple abode with a very mystical red brick sidewalk leading upward toward the light. Clichés abound as the warm light draws one near as if a moth to the flame. I didn’t follow the sidewalk but captured this image to ponder on a later date. Drifting forward the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the distant midnight skies. One could not help but to acquiesce to its spiritual yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Mezzanotte passeggiata lungo Via Fon..sisi
  • “Midnight peace of the Papal Basilica of Saint Francis of Assisi - Snow White”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown.  Traversing the narrow steps and strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day long journey.  However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night.  Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below.  Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out.  As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the midnight skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Mezzanotte pace della Basilica Papal..neve
  • “Midnight glow of the Papal Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown.  Traversing the narrow steps and strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day long journey.  However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night.  Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below.  Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out.  As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the midnight skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Mezzanotte bagliore della Basilica P..sisi
  • "Crescent moon above the Basilica Papale di San Francesco"...<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown.  Traversing the narrow steps and strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day long journey.  However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night.  Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below.  Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out.  As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the midnight skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Mezzaluna luna sopra Il Basilica Pap..esco
  • “The veranda of the Hotel Giotto features the blue twilight of Assisi”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown.  Traversing the narrow steps and strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day long journey.  However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night.  Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below.  Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out.  As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the moonlit skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.  This image was created as the bellissimo blue hue of the night descended over the valley of Assisi displaying panoramic views of Spoleto and Perugia.  The highlight of the image is the Benedictine Abbey of St Peter which was consecrated in 1253.
    La veranda di Hotel Giotto Presenta ..sisi
  • “The spring moon shines down upon the Papal Basilica of St. Francis”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown.  Traversing the narrow steps and strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day long journey.  However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night.  Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below.  Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out.  As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the moonlit skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Il luna brilla molla dall'alto in ba..esco
  • “The boat of San Pietro slumbers in the evening sun - Marina Grande Sorrento” … <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. On our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage, and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny, hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day to the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lonely white boat gleamed in the late evening sun resting upon the wet sand. Saint Matthew’s account of Peter trying to walk on water came to mind: “Peter said to him in reply, ‘Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.” He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out, “Lord, save me!” Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?” After they got into the boat, the wind died down. Those who were in the boat did him homage, saying, “Truly, you are the Son of God.” (Matt: 14: 28-33) We left after lunch only to humbly return capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    La barca di San Pietro sonnecchia di..ento
  • “Midnight glow of the Papal Basilica of Saint Francis of Assisi - Snow White”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Never stopping for lunch or dinner, I continued to photograph new images well past sundown.  Traversing the narrow steps and strada back down to the bottom of the mountaintop to my hotel, the walk seemed a bit less strenuous and I felt a sense of gratitude and completion of my day long journey.  However, the very quiet Assisi seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber in the early nighttime leaving all the restaurants closed for the night.  Pleading with the hotel manager, she desperately arranged a late dinner at one of the most iconic restaurants in Assisi, La Locanda Del Cardinale, which was built over an ancient Roman settlement dating from the first century B.C., with glass floors to view the mosaics below.  Walking back at midnight to the hotel, the peaceful Assisi continued to call out.  As the serene, quiet Basilica of Saint Francis stood majestically and glowed in the midnight skies, one could not help but to acquiesce to its mystical yearning for just a few more memorable portraits in the cool dew of the early morning air.
    Mezzanotte bagliore della Basilica P..neve
  • "Jesus of Nazareth Panorama - Sorrentino Fishing Boat - Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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Duomo di Sorrento is one of my favorite hidden treasures in Italy. Our last day on the Bellissimo Amalfi Coast, Father Peak offered a venerable morning Mass for our semi-exhausted group of Pilgrims upon the High Altar. Hallelujah, it was our first free day of the 2019 Pilgrimage and most were heading to Capri. I convinced my fellow Pilgrim Patrick that Marina Grande was the preferred location to commemorate this rain threatened day. Sunday afternoon in this tiny hallowed port on the Mediterranean was bustling, not with tourists, but with energetic and unassuming locals. The misty skies were vulnerable all day with the threat of rain, but the reluctant sun penetrated the clouds for a few fortuitous moments. God painted the skies for brief moments with luminous pastel elements of abstract color. A lone boat rocked and gleamed adjacent to the mouth of the piccolo marina and the agitated sea. The vessel’s name on the back was: “Gesù di Nazareth.” How ironic! Reminiscent of Saint Matthew’s account of Jesus’ calming of the winds and the seas: "As Jesus got into a boat, his disciples followed him. Suddenly a violent storm came upon the sea so that the boat was being swamped by waves, but he was asleep. They came and woke him, saying, "Lord, save us! We are perishing!” He said to them, "Why are you terrified, O you of little faith?" Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. The men were amazed and said, "What sort of man is this, whom even the winds and the sea obey?" (Matt. 8:23- 27) We left after lunch only to humbly return again capturing the evening seascape a few hours before our reservation with the entire Pilgrimage group for a perfect dinner at my favorite restaurant, Ristorante di “Zi'Ntonio Mare.
    Gesù di Nazareth Panorama - Peschere..ento
  • “The mystical evening sun's rays peeking over the hills of Assisi”…<br />
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This image was captured as the hazy sun began to set behind the mountains and a light rain began. The combination of the low, brightly veiled evening sun with the mist of the rain displayed a spectacular prism effect that dazzled the senses and displayed a glorious light show above Assisi. The magnificent display lasted until dark and was one of the many mystical and blessed experiences of my perfect 24 hours in Assisi. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted, and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about two hundred yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.
    Il mistico serata raggi del sole cap..sisi
  • “An evening stroll on the ancient, cobbled streets of Orvieto”… <br />
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Orvieto is one of the most striking, memorable, and enjoyable hill towns in central Italy. Less than 90 minutes from Rome, Orvieto sits majestically high above the valley floor atop a substantial chunk of volcanic stone called tufa and overlooking cypress-dotted Umbrian plains and vineyards. The ancient city rewards one with a peaceful and historical stroll back in time to the days of the Etruscans, who built this clifftop village over two thousand years ago for protection from their enemies. The ancient Etruscan wall still stands today presenting colorful cliffside views, and protecting the famous Duomo di Orvieto, the Palazzo del Popolo, and other antique treasures. The blue evening skies reflect on the shiny-worn cobblestone Strada below as the last bit of sun illuminates the way for a delightful promenade. “As sorrowful yet always rejoicing; as poor yet enriching many; as having nothing and yet possessing all things.”  2 Corinthians 6:10
    Una passeggiata serale sulle antiche..ieto
  • “Red bricks lead to the Papal Basilica of San Francesco d’Assisi” …<br />
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This late afternoon image was captured while standing upon remnants atop the mountainside of Assisi viewing down to the resting Basilica of Saint Francis. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Frances where this image was captured, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted, and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about two hundred yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God. The Basilica, which was begun in 1228 honoring the life of Saint Francis, is probably the most exteriorly photographed church in the world, and it always seems eager to please. The Basilica poses graciously night or day and proudly extends a loving welcome not only to those who are blessed to be there but all those who witness its image created by God and the fortunate Pilgrims, tourists, and artists.
    Mattoni rossi piombo alla Basilica P..sisi
  • "Jesus of Nazareth - Sorrentino Fishing Boat - Marina Grande Sorrento"... <br />
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"In quaint Sorrento, near the Amalfi Coast, lies my heart's gem - Duomo di Sorrento. During our Pilgrimage in 2019, Father Peak led a cherished Mass at the majestic High Altar. Skipping Capri, I chose Marina Grande to commemorate this special day. I convinced my friend Patrick that Marina Grande held a unique charm, ideal for celebrating this thrilling journey! As we arrived at Marina Grande on a rainy Sunday afternoon, the bustling port was not teeming with tourists but filled with lively and unpretentious locals. The skies remained overcast, hinting at the possibility of rain, but the sun's occasional appearance painted the heavens with brief moments of pastel colors. Amidst this picturesque setting, a solitary boat rocked gently near the mouth of the piccolo marina, gleaming in the soft light. On its stern, the boat bore the name "Gesù di Nazareth" - a striking coincidence. The name brought to mind Saint Matthew's account of Jesus calming the stormy seas: how Jesus, despite the storm's fury, slept peacefully while his disciples feared for their lives. Upon their plea for salvation, Jesus arose and, with a commanding presence, silenced the winds and waves, filling the men with awe at his power over nature (Matt. 8:23-27). Later, we eagerly returned to the marina, ready to capture the mesmerizing evening seascape. It was a peaceful prelude to the Pilgrimage group's dinner at my favorite restaurant, "Zi'Ntonio Mare." In Sorrento's charming surroundings, amidst the beauty of Marina Grande and the Duomo's sacredness, I found solace and inspiration. The experience reminded me of the awe-inspiring power of nature and the comforting presence of faith, symbolized by the boat's name - "Gesù di Nazareth." These memories will forever hold a special place in my heart, etched alongside the breathtaking landscapes and spiritual moments of our unforgettable adventure.
    Gesù di Nazareth - Peschereccio Sorr..ento
  • “Angelic Woman Resting Under the Sun at the Cathedral of San Rufino in Assisi”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance. Rising slowly up the Assisi hillside after a slow ascent to the highest peak, around the final corner awaited the Romanesque Duomo of Saint Rufino completed in the 12th century. In this church, Saint Francis of Assisi, Saint Clare, and many of their original disciples were baptized among the many spiritual and historical missions of the Duomo. As I rose to the top and turned the corner, the low late evening sun shone brightly on the façade of the Duomo illuminating a singular woman resting in the sun by the side door. It had become damp and chilly outside, and the warm sun illuminated her angelic face so much so, I froze in my tracks and gazed in awe upon this ethereal vision. I honestly thought she might fade away as I lifted my camera for one quick photograph from about 40 yards away. Perhaps she heard the click of the camera shutter and opened her eyes because she smiled and walked away. I wished she would have stayed longer. At least I have this one photo; however, a photo will never be able to capture the true essence of this mystical and surreal moment in time.
    Donna Angelicata di Riposo Sotto il ..sisi
  • “Rising above the Basilica Piazza San Francesco – Assisi - BW”…<br />
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Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore, was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the one consolation was the dramatic anticipation of the divine scenery emerging in the distance.
    L'aumento di sopra della piazza di B..- BW
  • “Heavens erupting with rainbows over the Cathedral of San Rufino Assisi”…<br />
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This image is perhaps one of the most blessed and miraculous of my Italian journey.  Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner.  Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down.  Looking back over my shoulder, I was mesmerized at the appearance of this first of eventually two rainbows shining down behind the Duomo of Saint Rufino. I was able to take a few horizontal and vertical images of the rainbows just as the sun began it's decent below the horizon. My Italian journey was truly blessed by the hand of God. This image is a vertical panorama combining two vertical and one horizontal image.
    Cieli in eruzione con arcobaleni sop..sisi
  • "The guiding light of Santa Maria Maggiore and the New Church of Assisi"...<br />
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(Psalms: 65:9) “Distant peoples stand in awe of your marvels; the places of morning and evening you make resound with joy.” Upon arrival early that day in Assisi, I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain and the fortress of Rocca Maggiore was highlighted time after time by a vision of something more mystical and spiritual than the last. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted, and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. The climb to the top was fraught with a multitude of very steep and exhaustive staircases, but the reward was always greater than the physical agony endured. This image was captured as I followed the radiant winding road illuminated by the evening glimmer of the descending sun.
    La luce guida tra Santa Maria Maggio..sisi
  • “The hazy evening sun illuminates the Papal Basilica of St. Francis”…<br />
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This image was created as the hazy sun began to set behind the mountains and a light rain began. The combination of the low, brightly veiled evening sun with the mist of the rain displayed a spectacular prism effect that dazzled the senses and displayed a glorious light show above Assisi. The magnificent display lasted until dark and was one of the many mystical and blessed experiences of my perfect 24 hours in Assisi. Upon arrival early that day I began taking photos the second I parked at Hotel Giotto just inside the walls in the foothills of Assisi. Perhaps Saint Francis arranged the dramatically perfect skies and coordinated every encounter. Beginning at the Basilica of Saint Francis, every second of the climb to the top of the mountain to the fortress Rocca Maggiore, a new surprise awaited around every corner. Upon my final steps to the top at almost sunset, the clouds parted and the low sun brightened as a slight mist of rain came down. Looking back over my shoulder, the appearance of a rainbow shone down between the Duomo of Saint Rufino and the Basilica of Saint Clare. After the first small rainbow dissipated...I moved about 200 yards to the opposite view facing the setting sun over the Basilica of St. Francis. I was fortunate to capture several dramatic images just before another rainbow appeared behind me...a spectacular and blessed show by the hand of God.
    Il sole velato illumina sera della B..esco
  • “Rocca Maggiore protects high above Assisi”…<br />
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Towering over the town of Assisi is the mighty castle of Rocca Maggiore, a medieval fortress that was built almost a thousand years ago for defensive purposes. If legends are to be believed, it seems that Rocca Maggiore once accommodated a Roman emperor.  The persistent climb navigating the streets of Assisi was at times strenuous; however, the rewards that awaited around every corner made it well worth the effort.  The churches, Basilicas, Duomos, and all the spiritual history of this tiny hilltop village, force one to realize the blessings of the Saints who traversed the same footsteps as we walk today.  It is remarkable to imagine that seven Saints originated from Assisi over a 15 century period.  What a great percentage of the blessed from such a small town!  Assisi is perhaps one of the most visited pilgrimage areas in the world, and people from all races and religions come here to experience and find the peace which has blessed so many.  They say that one can almost hear all the prayers lifted up from the walls of this most spiritual of places.  This image of Rocca Maggiore creates a perspective of nearness to the top of the castle; however don’t be deceived…as it is over a mile away and up very steep grades.  The storm clouds began to form in the skies during my approach to the top, and I was blessed and rewarded with not only a spectacular view from the top, but a double rainbow over my shoulder.
    Rocca Maggiore protegge alto sopra A..sisi
  • “Fountain of the goddess Roma in People's Square”…<br />
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Staying in a hotel which was a converted Monastery, Residenza Di Ripetta is between Piazza del Popolo and the famous Spanish Steps, centers of activity in Roma.  Piazza del Popolo is a harmonious oval piazza situated near Borghese Park. Three churches border the square and located in the center is an ancient obelisk from Heliopolis, Egypt dating from 1300 BC.  Santa Maria del Popolo is the most celebrated of the churches, built in the year 1477 and containing sculptures from Bernini and paintings from one of my favorite artists, Caravaggio.  The fountain on the western end of the square is the Fontana del Nettuno and shows Neptune accompanied by Tritons. The fountain opposite the Neptune Fountain, at the foot of the Pincio Gardens, is known as the Fontana della dea di Roma. The central figure is the goddess Rome, flanked by allegorical figures representing the rivers Tiber and Aniene. Below the goddess is a statue of a she-wolf suckling Remus and Romulus, founders of Rome.  This is a very common and visited site in the Piazza, but I was fortunate to have perfect skies and stationary subjects for the creation of the image.
    Fontana della dea Roma in Piazza del..polo
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