Away from the cities, most of Abruzzo seems to remain timeless, with traditions given no more than a modern twist. Jumping therefore into summertime and losing an hour today has little impact, outside more time it seems for our neighbours to be out & about, busy collecting olive prunings and other tree trimmings ready to be left to season over the coming warmer months.

Defined seasons come & go here, bringing changes to lines and colours, as well as small-holding husbandry.  One early pink blast we enjoyed during our first full day of ‘summertime’ was from the region’s orchards (frutteto); these were apricot and peach orchards taken just outside Cellino Attanasio, the grey hues of dusk softening those baroque blossoms…