“to scant the truth
of the light itself
as it was reflected from”
-William Carlos Williams, “Cézanne”
When I take my lunch break, it’s 6 AM here in Perugia. The streets are quiet–the only people out are the sanitation workers cleaning up the evening’s empty booze bottles and cigarette butts.
Just a short walk away from my apartment is a scenic overlook facing east. It’s a great location to watch the sunrise over the hills below Perugia. After a week of overcast mornings, I found clear skies this Friday. There was an added perk of fog rolling through the fields in the distance.