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Simple pleasures here on the coast of Italy, somewhere in Lazio province. . . After the Little Ex-Pat heads off to daycare, we're off-duty until pick-up time in the late afternoon (on the weekend, the four of us -- son-in-law, g'daughter, Pater and I -- adventured together; perhaps more on that later). We're not yet ready to try heading into Rome for the day, nervous about getting back before the daycare closes its doors for the day.
But there are some pleasant local walks, such as this one along the working waterfront, and you can see that Pater has had to be patient as I indulged my fascination with the industrial aesthetics of well-worn fishing gear.
There's a sad, even tawdry, beauty about the faded plastic colours of these late-modern industrial materials that we all know now are degrading into the oceans of the world, being consumed by the fish -- which we're catching in greater and greater numbers because these contemporary materials are too efficient.
So my admiration for this evidence of human labour, skill, centuries of tradition twisted into its 21st-century manifestation, is conflicted, to say the very least. (We've watched fishermen mend their nets along this promenade, shouting back and forth to each other as they darn, just as their forebears must have done long ago.)
But it's there, no denying it, that admiration. Fascination, even . . . .
Less conflicted, I must admit, about eating the catch in a nearby restaurant. . . I think we could get used to this routine -- a long walk or bike ride in the morning, a leisurely lunch, some quiet time back home, and then the pick-up of the Little Ex-Pat.
Today, we're going to check out the local bike routes, and see what appetites we work up and what eatery we'll choose to satisfy them. A tough gig. . .
And you, my readers, you will all be busy, busy, busy with myriad Christmas preparations. Don't forget to breathe. . . And be sure to check in tomorrow, if you can find a minute -- I have something fun for you (at least, I had fun writing the post, and I'm hoping you'll enjoy reading it).
But there are some pleasant local walks, such as this one along the working waterfront, and you can see that Pater has had to be patient as I indulged my fascination with the industrial aesthetics of well-worn fishing gear.
There's a sad, even tawdry, beauty about the faded plastic colours of these late-modern industrial materials that we all know now are degrading into the oceans of the world, being consumed by the fish -- which we're catching in greater and greater numbers because these contemporary materials are too efficient.
So my admiration for this evidence of human labour, skill, centuries of tradition twisted into its 21st-century manifestation, is conflicted, to say the very least. (We've watched fishermen mend their nets along this promenade, shouting back and forth to each other as they darn, just as their forebears must have done long ago.)
But it's there, no denying it, that admiration. Fascination, even . . . .
Less conflicted, I must admit, about eating the catch in a nearby restaurant. . . I think we could get used to this routine -- a long walk or bike ride in the morning, a leisurely lunch, some quiet time back home, and then the pick-up of the Little Ex-Pat.
Today, we're going to check out the local bike routes, and see what appetites we work up and what eatery we'll choose to satisfy them. A tough gig. . .
And you, my readers, you will all be busy, busy, busy with myriad Christmas preparations. Don't forget to breathe. . . And be sure to check in tomorrow, if you can find a minute -- I have something fun for you (at least, I had fun writing the post, and I'm hoping you'll enjoy reading it).
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