To Positano. My Valentine.

Thank you

for a lifetime of seduction, of  shy morning’s soft light, waves whispering between pebbles rolling gently on the shore.

Thank you

for the ancient houses unheated, their walls seeped in history, wood fire’s smoke and crackle on cool nights.

Thank you

for the Rose’s bloom throughout winter, the bougainvillea dashing colour along the walls, the first blossoms of Spring intrepidly opening well before it’s season.

Thank you

for the mountain peak’s meandering paths dotted with crocus and sweet blue rosemary,

Thank you

for the possibility of walking the streets, the beaches, the paths crowd-less in the season tourists avoid.

Thank you

for the quirkiness behind every corner, the shabby places hidden from the foreigners but which I recognize as the real you.

Winter in Positano, will you be my Valentine?

(All photos were taken on the 6th of February 2011)