Rome! Endless variety

I have a bunch of great pictures from various places in and around Rome. Enjoy this kaleidoscope!

First up: the fabulous Triton Fountain!

Next up, the best water fountain ever!

A townhouse outside the Barberini Palace. You keep the palace, I’ll take this lovely townhouse!

The way my favorite streets in Rome look

Plaques honoring Aldo Moro:

A relatively nondescript building in the historic center, filled with an incredible courtyard

3 Roman sarcophagi fill the upper registers of the hallway:

The video below shows the courtyard:

Below, a simple (haha) entryway:

Some fiori in the city (you knew this was coming, no?):

Below, see that long line of jasmine, in full bloom and scent, which has been trained up the side of this villa? Pretty amazing and not typical! Almost every day I see something that makes me say : I have never seen that before!

Just outside the Roman Forum are these blooming acanthus plants. So fitting, for the acanthus leaf is depicted on all Corinthian style capitals!

Corinthian capitals are the most ornate of the classical Greek and Roman architectural orders, characterized by a decorative, bell-shaped design featuring stylized acanthus leaves, small scrolls (volutes) at the corners, and a central flower. They represent elegance and luxury, often used in tall, slender columns

Below, an afternoon merenda at Neve di Latte, home of the so-called the natural gelato. Neve di Latte‘s aim is maximizing the taste of raw materials used. On the palate the taste is delicate, genuine and light. They prefer certified organic products. Hazelnut, pistachio, almond, walnut, pine nuts and peanuts are DOC and DOP, biodynamic milk from Upper Bavaria, organic farmed eggs, in short, exclusive ingredients from all over the world, organic Mascobado raw sugar and strictly seasonal fruit sorbet and high mountain water “Piose.” They say their gelato is a low-calorie. The careful search for ingredients, absolutely free of dyes, refined sugars and chemical preservatives, their ice cream is said to be designed for the healthiest of snacks for children and young adults.

The place was novel to me, but Francesco didn’t think it was vale la pena, or worth the calories!

According to my friend, Francesco, non era gran che but I can’t wait to get back to Rome! Alla prossima!

Miss Lucy had a steamboat

I have absolutely no idea what made me think of this rhyme from my childhood! But recently I remembered some lines from it and looked the rest up on Google. Did you ever recite this poem with your friends in childhood. Maybe while jumping rope? We did! It was fun to almost swear and get away with it!

Maybe because these beautiful spring days are making me remember similar days from long ago!

Miss Lucy had a steam boat

Miss Lucy had a steam boat,
The steam boat had a bell,

Miss Lucy went to heaven,
The steamboat went to

Hello operator, give me #9 and,
If they don’t answer, I will cut off your

Behind the refrigerator, there was a piece of glass,
Miss Lucy sat upon it, and broke her little

Ask me no more questions and I’ll tell you no more lies

Alla questura

Into each expat life in Italy comes the day when you must appear at the Questura, or the police station for immigration. I’ve been waiting since February of 2025 for my Permesso di Soggiorno, or permission to stay in the country. All of sudden, after months of checking the website for information, I got a dm telling me to appear on May 19 at 8:34 a.m., to collect my Permesso.

And away I went to collect it! I arrived at the Questura at 8:27 a.m., showed my dm to the officer in charge at the front door, he gave me a slip of paper telling me that I was F`11. I went inside and waited for my number to appear on the board.

All tolled, I was probably in the Questura for 35 minutes this time. What a break! In the past I have spent hours waiting for my number to come up after waiting hours in line for the opportunity to submit the paperwork.

So, I’m legal now for a couple of years! Arrividerci questura!

The Orthodox Church of San Jacopo the Apostle, Florence

My next sentence is going sound familiar: I have walked by the facade of this church at least 500 times, probably many more, in my lifetime and had never, until this day, found the door open. When I saw the gates were open, I had to enter.

It felt wrong to take pictures inside, though I couldn’t help taking a couple of this icon of the Madonna and Child with its miniature clothesline of rosaries and votive offerings, which are called offerte votive in italiano (grazie a Francesco). I suddenly felt like I was in Naples, where there are thousands of these items.

I particularly enjoyed the metal halo around the Christ Child’s head. Quite unusual!

Because I have so little to show you or all you about this small ancient church, I am adding what I found on AI (which I personally happen to love, although I know we are supposed to be fearful and hate it!). I’m fascinated by this history.

And because even AI couldn’t say a lot about this small church, I’m also adding AI created information about the self-flagellating company of San Jacopo that was associated with the basilica.

Oggi a Firenze!

I’ve been sick and though I’m better today, I’m not yet 100%. But I’m getting there! In any case, I needed to get some exercise and spend a little time with some nature. Off I went, finally, on my favorite passeggiata.

I adore this view from my walk along the Arno!

I was attracted to the shadow of the Florentine lily on the street. I tried to capture a stunning shot of it, but managed only these. Oh well, better luck next time!

I walked by a pomegranate bush just coming into flower! Love that shade of orange!

The last section, leading home. I love this path!

But today my view was arrested by this strange statue group. Weird or what??!!

I just can’t imagine why anyone would choose to put this statue in a park for families or, actually, any park anyplace! Yes it has a baby and a baby goat, but does that make it family/child appropriate? What theme can this represent? For the life of me of me, I am at a loss to explain this “art.”

Nevertheless, it was good to get out and walk and walk again!