Jesus said: “My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one.”
John 17: 15
The village of Brisighella is considered among the most beautiful medieval villages in Italy. It is situated in the foothills of the Apennines.
The village had visitors from Bologna. Young couples very much in love visiting two by two on their motorbikes. It was easy to see some autumn love.
These three hill destinations are claimed by the village: a church…… a clock tower…. a fortress.
Under each are some Italian sayings about love. Their authors are unknown , they are just used by the Italian people.
An 18th century Sanctuary of Our Lady of Monticino.
Every day she has her love and her pain.
The heart is not commanded.
Love rules his kingdom without a sword.
Old love doesn’t rust.
The first love is never forgotten.
True love is never sold or bought.
The 14th Century Rocca Manfrediana fortress.
Love is not beautiful if it is not a quarrel.
Love without a quarrel makes mold.
Love is not without bitterness.
The weather was perfect 25C. The village and surrounding fields looked cared for and well used. The village is part of the slow food movement.
With all the motorbikes it was easy to recall a story told by my father.
Dad is now 93.
My grandfather worked on the Rhodesian Railways and had Bembi farm .
A cattle farm quite a way out from the town of Wankie. (where my father was born. )
Dad tells of how at dusk one day he was on the dirt road between the town and the farm .
He was coming round a bend on his motorbike, saw an elephant standing broadside, right across his path.
The presence and sound of the motorbike startled the animal!
It reared up onto its back legs.
Dad swerved and accelerated!
He got past just as the front legs came down.
Dad’s heart was racing.
He was home in no time.
Dad although he talks fondly about his motorbikes once he became a nurse changed his opinion about encouraging anyone to own one. I think he would agree with this: “Motorcycling is not, of itself , dangerous . It is however, extremely unforgiving of inattention , ignorance , incompetence , or stupidity. ” (unknown)
A beautiful young woman was playing with Bess, her boyfriend standing next to the motorbike. I couldn’t resist saying in motherly tones:
” Take care. Drive safely. God bless”
Thank you for reading my post . May you keep safe too.
Sandy 🙂
I also love the laundry shots. Nice post.
Thank you. You may see more laundry!!🤣🤣
Those donkey walks are so interesting and beautiful! Love the photo of your dad and the story behind it. Percival is such a remarkable name.
It is a name that was used by that side of the family usually shortened to Percy. But he was Bill. Yes that donkey walk was what was special about the village. I enjoyed photographing it.
Bella Italia! So beautiful there and the blue skies Your posts are just wonderful Thank you Sandy🍀🌷
Thank you Cornelia. Always a pleasure. You know that means a lot. I love the distraction , as you know. ❤Italy is charming!
Another lovely post. You sure are seeing interesting places. Glad you included Dad’s story! 🐘.
I am afraid these will get lost and my grandson may never know them. Here I think they are safer.
I find those donkey paths intriguing! The town streets are so pretty. I love that laundry hangout too! 😉 The first time my hubby came to visit me, he showed up on a harley. I didn’t know he had a motorcycle. I thought my mom was going to be against it but she wasn’t, I was shocked, lol. Later on, some 15 years, I got my own harley. A year or so later on an outing, Rick thought he was starting to see me wipe out (I wasn’t/didn’t); it scared him so bad, he started talking about us selling the bikes. He had me so nervous about it all, I started feeling less confident in riding. So we sold them shortly thereafter. Then bought a boat, lol. Much safer, and I enjoyed it more. 🙂 Now our 6 year old grandson is begging Pop Pop for a dirt bike. This Grandma is putting her foot down, NO!!
Yes, how wise. My dad started changing the bandages of those who had to be sewed together and that was the end !!! The boat sounds like a wonderful replacement with your great love of birds. You grandson will have a lot to enrich his life. Take care.