







(Photos: Janine Joles | Font: Kulminoituva)
A few kilometres from my home in Dro lies Ceniga, a quaint old town nestled between green fields and the banks of the river Sarca. Besides its beautifully preserved roman bridge, and pebble beach (popular with the locals in summer), not much happens there.
Its back streets however hold some really dear visual treats, some of which I run/walk past nearly everyday... okay, every other day :) These charming vignettes - a peachy window with cascading greenery, a humble saint cradling a cheerful babe - have become such welcoming and comforting sights that I understand now why so many go to such lengths to maintain them... they are an oasis for the soul in a world full of senseless things.




























