Walking the neighborhood

The parking area of our apartment; Mt San Salvatore is ubiquitous!

The rain finally stopped and I was able to go for a walk in the neighborhood.

This time I went uphill from our apartment and took photos on the way down.

I love noticing how the vista changes when viewed from different elevations.

Our temporary neighborhood

Monte San Salvatore viewed from the village of Castagnola.

Right now we’re temporary residents of Castagnola, a village just north of Lugano. It’s not so high up Monte Bre, making it much more convenient than Aldesago, where we stayed in 2019 and again last year. The view from Aldesago was amazing, but driving up and down the mountain every day got a little old.

This year we’re on the second floor (out of six) of the apartment building, facing the mountain instead of the lake. So no view, but we got a lot more space for the money (which makes a huge difference when you’re staying someplace for a month).

These photos that I took on the way to caffè and brioche this morning will give you an idea of the neighborhood.

Leaving our apartment building…
…and walking down the street in search of cappuccino..
Catching sight of the lake in-between houses.
Beautiful hills.
The local bar where we got cappuccino.
The bar is rather unique — kind of old and funky.

More neighborhood whimsy

Painted rocks (one’s a ladybug)

I’m getting so much enjoyment out of these neighborhood discoveries that I have to share a few more. But hopefully this phase won’t last too long. 😂

I’d love to know the story behind this totem pole. The sign says: “Once upon a time…And they lived happily ever after.”
A little village — including a nativity — is placed around the base of this tree, presided over by a gnome. On the other side is a sign that says: “There’s no place like gnome.”
Elegant dining in one’s front yard

Walking the neighborhood

I’m getting back into a walking routine — building momentum before next week’s bone marrow transplant — and really enjoying the variety of charming sights in the neighborhood.

From little fairytale houses to unfamiliar trees to canine rest stops, it’s all quite delightful.

Our new neighborhood

The house across the street

We’re liking our temporary new neighborhood a lot.

It can’t compare with the Village in terms of quiet and nature, but hasn’t been that difficult of an adjustment.

There are lots of trees and many front yards are filed with flowers. I was a little sad at leaving my garden behind, so I ended up bringing two of the “deer-chomped” lantana plants with me. I figured they could do with some TLC in a gentler environment, plus I can putter around with them during the weeks that I have to stick close to home.

Lantana plant on the road to full recovery

Well, as it turns out, there’s a huge bush of the exact same lantana plant just up the street from us! Very encouraging.

What my lantana plant may become someday

And finally, there’s a neighborhood cat who’s completely at home on the back deck. It comes pretty much every day and makes itself comfortable, even trying to come inside at one point (which we firmly discouraged).

Neighborhood kitty