A Remembrance by Liz Fortini Pockets of wildflowers herald the arrival of spring in the valley. Arising from a dormant tempo, intervals of these violets and lilies of the valley colorfully burst as they climb the hillside. Underneath, the color of the earth, which lay fallow, deepens to umber. Turkey feathers flutter and fly around as the males peck at last year's corn. A melange of tawny earthenware and sculptured gardens dot the hillside. A path of speckled stones in thunder gray streaks toward town and skirts its granite walls arriving at arched doorways. When a scooter passes, grainy specks kick up, then settle down in an old courtyard. Fountain's marble face, indignant mistress of the court, foams and gurgles at a stranger who pauses for a look, then chases him away with her splashes of water. Crumbling feta, freckled faces, a bronze statue, an arbor about to burst with spring: this vivid wide-angle photo you took from our hotel balcony last March.
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Liz Fortini, an area poet, composes short poems and translates works of French poets into English. In her spare time, she and her husband Ron garden and take walks at local parks and trails. They enjoy all the great activities the Bay Area has to offer.
