‘A picturesque cascade of pastel coloured houses tumbling seemly haphazardly down the mountain wall.’
How many euphemisms can one find on the internet for my pretty town…
Positano is justifiably one of the most photographed towns on the Amalfi Coast. The juxtaposition of the mountains, arched windows, bougainvillea and incredibly blue skies enchant the visitors all year round who click with glee for their photo memories.
But what do I see when I look at their photos?
I , like other locals, zoom straight into our home.
Visible only from the sea, from other villas in the neighborhood or from certain angles on the beach, our home is positioned such that I am certain that when I take photos of ferries headed for Capri or Sorrento, they are full of tourists clicking their shutter right back at me.
Sometimes I find recent photos on the internet or Facebook with detail of the neighborhood area so that I can tell whether the gardener’s covered the citrus trees, the wisteria’s finished flowering or, as in a few weeks ago, someone had been in our home.
I peered closely at the photo. I distinctly remembered closing the shutters on the seaside as the sun fades furnishings quickly here. But this time there was a shutter window on one side that was open.
I mentioned it to Hubby who told me the carpenter had probably been in to take measurements for mosquitoes nets on the house, but soon we had a phone call from the caretaker to tell us a window on the French door had been broken.
Apparently the warped old French door had not been closed properly by the carpenter’s apprentice (it has to have a particular knee-jerk -hand held high -while pushing and turning the handle to lock into place) and had been thrown open in a windy storm.
So, thank you for admiring the scenery, and keep those cameras clicking if you happen to sail past!