Six word Saturday

Sunset on Bardolino- goodbye Lake Garda

Bright memories – 6

Our love affair with the Italian Lakes started here in Bardolino. The small town sparkled on an evening. After an early supper in our hotel we would venture out to absorb the atmosphere. The passegiata, an easy habit to adopt, the water murmuring and glistening at our feet. The following year we returned to Torbole at the head of the lake, for more adventures. And then, emboldened and needing more, Lake Como.

Six Word Saturday



  1. I can never get enough of the Italian Lakes and can’t make up my mind which I prefer, Garda or Maggiore. I like these because there are so many interesting little off-islands worth visiting so every day can be an adventure. In Lake Garda I’m loved Riva because of its harbour and collection of small shops and Maggiore I loved Stresa for more or less he same reason except no harbour but a lovely seafront with boats a plenty to take one on a trip. That’s a great photo you unearthed. The colours are wonderful.

    1. Isola Bela was a dream fulfilled, Mari. That was the following year. I’m just sifting photos and postcards now, for the next phase. Trouble is I get very distracted πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  2. Beautiful, Jo and the light and hues of the sunset are so soft and gentle. Are the older film-developed photos so different from those of our digital ones? No wonder you kept returning to the Lakes … were you ever tempted to buy a summer house there? Hope you’re having a lovely Saturday – Spring has finally arrived here albeit very cold at night still. Some plants are not happy!

    1. There’s a world of difference in the photos, Annika. Mine were very poor, but Michael’s much better. Scanned in you can help them a bit with processing. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ Weather around the lakes is notoriously changeable so we probably didn’t ever think of buying here, both being sun worshippers back in the day. We did love Italy but never seriously looked for a house there. And then Portugal seemed to offer what we needed.
      It’s been a blustery one here- tail end of whichever storm passing through. I was watching Rafa with my neighbour but I’m back to the blog and a heap of postcards now.

  3. Beautiful, enchanting Lake Sunsets. Sunsets or Sunrise are a must see and experience in life and travel. It reminds us hope is possible and magic is real. Have a wonderful weekend my friend.

      1. Haha. Have fun! I have one of those as well – a big tub full of loose photos from over twenty years ago. It’s in Belgium, so who knows when the sorting will ever happen. Plus, I won’t remember where the photos were taken.

    1. I just brought the box downstairs to have a bit of a nose later πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ It occurs to me I could have linked this to your pinks, but I was thinking more about where next when I put the post up 😦

  4. Lovely memories Jo πŸ™‚ I had been planning on going back to Malcesine last year, which obviously couldn’t happen, and there’s still too much uncertainty for me to think about this year. One day soon hopefully…. πŸ™‚

    1. I can’t settle myself to think for this year, Eunice! I know I want to explore more of Portugal but priority is seeing the youngsters. We get our first vaccines next week so maybe that will spur me on πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  5. I’m guessing you must have the equivalent of la passegiata, la rambla in Portugal? What’s it called there? I’m enjoying your Italian season! Happy Saturday!

    1. Not really, Margaret… though you would expect so! Here it’s more sitting at cafΓ© till whenever πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ Thanks, hon! Moody weather today. Half a dozen English friends are meeting up at the Welsh border today and I’m with them in spirit.

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