Wandering through the narrow streets of the Altrarno last week, we came across one of many Florentine paper and book binding shops in the city. My friend makes leather notebooks and Coptic stitch journals and I even help sometimes, and of course I have a passion for stationery, as many of you also do. The shop was fabulous! Chatting to the young woman, we learnt that the shop had been there for more than thirty years, started by her grandfather, but the family tradition went back for around a hundred years. Every surface was piled with pre-stitched signatures of paper, and she was binding legal documents, as they’ve probably been done for century’s. Realising how interested we were, she stopped what she was doing and showed us her marbling process instead.
Layers of colours were poured, splashed, and flicked into a tray with mysterious liquids, we watched, entranced.
We wanted to buy the sheet we watched her making, sadly it wouldn’t be dry for some time.
This is one she made earlier.
Here she is in her beautiful shop, needless to say we bought some nice things from her. If ever you’re in Florence, pay her a visit at Via Sant’Agostino, near the Ponte Santa Trinita, she’s such a charming lady.
This post is for Ben Huberman’s weekly photo challenge, Layered.
railway station in Florence gets its name from the church just around the corner from it, and it’s where I arrived for a week in that lovely city. I took this early evening photo from my room on the fourth floor of the Rosso 23, looking at the Piazza Santa Maria Novella.
I’ll post more in the next few weeks when I’ve caught up a bit!
Chocolate heaven a whole Lindt shop!
A bit late I know but I had to share this with Paula. I’m sorry I can’t ping back from my phone and it should be black and white!
This is a scheduled post, be back soon!
I posted a photo of the library of Celsus yesterday in black and white, and my inquisitive friend Jude wanted to know what colour it actually was.
Perhaps 2000 year ago, it might have been brighter, a warm rosey shade, we’ll never know. But here is what my camera saw.
Mystery solved Jude? By the way, the lady is Arete, goddess of virtue!
I’m joining Paula again this week, for her black and white day Sunday challenge. It has the theme of ‘Ceiling’, and I was tempted to post somewhere local, but then came across this photo taken at the library of Celsus, Ephesus, Turkey.
As it’s more than 2000 years old, perhaps it’s Paula’s oldest ceiling this week, we’ll see!
Orcombe Point at Exmouth marks the beginning of the Jurassic Coast, as well as being a part of the South West Coast Path. Start by walking east along the sea front until the road ends, in front of the red cliff. Look left and climb the zigzag path to the top.
There’s a bench or two along the way.
With plenty to see.
And these information circles dotted on the bank as you climb up the hill are an excuse to stop and breathe!
It really isn’t very long before you reach the top.Where for a while the sea is out of view.
We pass a field where orchids are abundant in May.
Then look seawards again.
On a clear day you can see as far as Portland, but not this time. We’ve found these instead!
Who can play hopscotch?
I did it all the way to the needle, this bit’s for Meg.
If you start walking by the lifeboat station on Marine Drive, then up the cliff to the needle, it’s less than a mile and a half. If you keep going you reach Sandy Bay, with it’s caravan park in another mile. So this walk could take less that an hour, if only there weren’t such wonderful distracting views!
This little stroll is for Jo, my first Monday walk for a long time. Happy Monday Jo 🙂
Late afternoon at St catherine’s Almshouse’s
Built in the 15th century to house thirteen poor men of the city