As Dear Miss Fletcher lead me through the caruggi of Genova, I couldn't resist trying to capture snapshots of the sights that she showed me.
This one was taken just before 6pm, on a dark winter's night and yet the warmth that spilled out of this fruit and vegetable shop warmed my heart.
Or so it seemed, especially when we were lost in Venice.
I can never predict what I might find out in the streets of Genova, Italy.
Never. It seems that all is possible. Today the light was strong and it was hot. Really unbelievably hot but I am adjusting to it. Loving it even ... after the long Belgian winter that was.
I couldn't resist attempting to capture something of the artworks found in the narrow caruggi (alleyways) here in the ancient heart of Genova.
I'm missing the colours and the light of Genova ... so much!