Thursday, October 19, 2006

I Vicini

Tucked high up and away from most other Centro Storico residents off vicolo San Nicola, I met an elder woman tending to tasks inside her cantina.

Her woolen layers ward off the early morning damp that seep into the cavernous stone grottoes in this ancient hilltop village. Her calico cat patiently waits nearby for breakfast.

Below, il vicino strolls the low grade of via Fontana just out side zia Concetta's front door. Signore D'Angelo is a cestaio or basket weaver and has kindly gifted me a few of his recent wares.