Village

Streets that climb slowly

An old village perched on a hill, with warm stone, shuttered windows and lights that come on in the evening, one by one.

The streets

Stone steps and pots

The streets are narrow, and the paving stones have been worn smooth by hundreds of years of footsteps. Pots of flowers and green plants sit on the steps and window ledges.

There is no hurry here. People come out in the evening, stop to talk, and the village grows quiet around them.

Stone street with steps, a green door and an iron railing — A village street, with steps and a wooden door.

The little square

The place where people gather in the morning, with tables in the shade and fresh bread from the oven next door.

The arches

Old stone vaults link the houses together and keep the streets cool even on hot days.

Evening

The lanterns light up slowly, and the warm light reflects off the stone walls until late.

Alley with stone houses, arches and an iron lantern — The arched alley, in the morning.

Narrow stone stairs with pots and plants, between old houses — The stairs leading up to the houses above.

Around the village

Between hill and valley

From the top of the hill, the village looks like a nest of brick roofs. Beyond them, the valley stretches out with vineyards and morning mist.

The roads leaving the village descend slowly, with a stop at every bend.

Aerial view of a town with brick roofs, a church and a river flowing among the trees — The village seen from above, in the morning light.

Narrow street with wooden tables and chairs, red flowers and stone walls — The tables in the shade, where people sip their coffee slowly.

Stone terrace above a lake, with potted flowers and tables in the village at sunset — The terrace above the lake, when the lanterns come on.

Tuscan stone street, with flower pots on the walls and houses with shutters — A Tuscan street, with pots on the walls.

Stone alley with pots hanging on the walls and red and purple flowers — Flowers hanging on the walls, everywhere.

Mountain village with wooden and stone houses, a stone bridge over a stream and autumn in the forest — The stone bridge over the stream, in autumn.

The river

Water passing beneath the houses

The stream flows between stones and under the old bridge. On the banks, the houses lean against the mountain and seem to have grown out of the stone.

In autumn, the forest changes colour and the village becomes even quieter.

“The village isn’t seen all at once. It is discovered one step at a time.”

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