|The beginning, with the Tiber to the right of us.|
I wake up most mornings at 4:10 and walk a mile on my treadmill. The routine gets old fast but is necessary to feel alert and ready for the day. In Umbertide, even when the summer heat arrives, the humidity stays low and walking is quite enjoyable, especially in the morning or late evening. We choose a different route each day but our favorite is along the Tiber river that flows adjacent to farmland peppered with poppies in late spring and sunflowers in the summer.
One Sunday morning we interrupted a fishing tournament and had to dodge cars and poles which were packed along a trail where machinery seems incongruous.
|With no fishermen to block the view you can see across the river.|
|A view that required a stop from walking.|
|Through the blue flowers.|
|Back to town.|
|The church is on the left shaded by trees.|