Here it is: the full year circle has passed since the innocence was lost. I spent the last day the best way I could, on a daytrip with my friend Flavia. Doors from this day are already on display on Thursdays, and here are some other glimpses from February 22nd 2020.
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When I parked and saw that Flavia was there already, I got out of the car and we burst into a fit of laughter. The day went on in this manner: everything was funny, poignant, special. The general feeling was as follows: all the things that we were able to do – pinpoint a meeting-place in the middle of almost nowhere, and then follow windows and doors of Viterbo to where they took us, and then proclaim a roofless structure the perfect location for a bloggers’ meet-up – were decadent, transient, luxuries.
We even set the date for the meet-up: April 24th 2021.
Coming?
Okay, okay, we will make it virtual.
Until then welcome to join us in this way. The first barely-there town is Montecalvello and then we continue to Viterbo, both in the province of Lazio northwest of Rome.
When I came home I learned that the Carnival of Venice had been cancelled, and the strangest year could begin.
On the road there I stopped to capture some of the new greens. 
White on green. 
Where we laughed: the entrance to Montecalvello. 
Flavia in cheerful colours. 
Full of grace. 
Tiny new growth. 
What there is and not much else. 
Nothing flows. 
A hop to Viterbo. 
In Media Re. 
Via Larga, a tiny cheerful street. 
Stylish. 
The flow. 
Lions’ fountain at the Municipality. 
The proof that the car from the previous post had gone eventually. 
Slovenians, believe it: there was mineral water in these glasses, not schnapps. 
I wouldn’t notice this had Flavia not looked up. 
Eccolo: the location of the bloggers’ meet-up. It made us giggle for weeks. 
The Snow White was ready. The Viterbo Carnival wasn’t cancelled. 
Bestia waited at home but here is a relative. 
It’s a question if this Little Red Riding Hood was performed a week later as planned. 
The light was slowly going and I had so many doors still to click. 
Goodbye, Viterbo. We must have felt this was the last such decadent day. 
Seven and a half hours later I stopped again on the same spot.
Manja Mexi Mexcessive (closed) 
Thanks for sharing the last carefree day, Manja
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You’re most welcome, Sue. Greetings from incoming spring.
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Thanks, Manja! Today has looked a springlike day
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Lovely photos. Hard to believe it has been a year.
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Maaaaggie! Thank you! So glad to see you come over. All well there? I’ll catch up with your blog soon. Spring is coming!
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Yes, I’m well. Had the grandkids with me for several months. No time to rhyme. 🙂
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It has been a very strange year, Manja. The photos are beautiful.
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Thank you, Dan. It has, and now here comes the spring again. Probably not there yet but it’s coming.
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Such a strange, strange year. A very poignant post.
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Thank you, Lynette, I’m glad you find it such.
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I miss wondering around such places, coffees, carelessness in a most positive sense of the word, the feeling of timelessness….
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Thank you, Bojana. I miss everything and everybody but most of all the decadence of doing what I want and going where I want. I hope you’re doing well.
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Sounds like Bukowski.
(I hope I’m doing well too.)
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A year already, Manja! So long, and yet where did it go? Your images of the trip are wonderful. I remember we just made it to Marvao in the north of Portugal before the doors all slammed shut. And so they have stayed 😦 😦
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Thank you, Jo. Right, time is weird right now. I was lucky to spend a wonderful month and a half in Slovenia with my people in the summer when the rules relaxed, but other than that almost nothing happened.
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Age of innocence! If only we’d known. Virtual bloggers’ meet: I’m there!
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Alright, SMSW! Remember how we were thinking of having a real one and how impossible it sounds now? Luckily we can stay together in this way.
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Yes and I was going to come! 🦩🦜🦮
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All these images seem extra intensely colored, extra magic. Perhaps they knew. (K)
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Thank you, K. We all felt it.
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Gorgeous! Tiny cheerful street is my fave 🙂 What a glorious last carefree day it was.
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Thank you, Joey! Glorious is right! And look, tiny Via Larga got its own post and poem: https://mexcessive.photo.blog/2020/04/16/day-16-thursday-doors-16-4-20-via-larga-viterbo/
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I remember 🙂
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