Lens-Artists PC: Small gifts from the streets

Small is relative, but since not much is small about me, I collected twenty small surprises that Roman streets gifted me this past weekend.

They may be small in size, grandiosity or their importance on the scale of things, but each of these scenes has lifted my spirits at least a little. Thank you, Monteverde in Rome, you’ve been most kind. Follow the poetry of the streets in the captions.

Talking about photo worthy: you may call it watching the wall peel, I call it art. And the first gift from the street.

Let’s follow this tail and discover others. This is a well-worn Fiat 500.

Not very small but very beautiful.

A reflection of nothing in particular.

I thought it was a proprietary warning to a mistress: “Giorgio lives with me!” Alas, amore says it’s probably something political.

I’ll take it as a woman’s name to avoid complications.

Peaches? For me? But why the sad face?

These might have been left on a dumpster but I take it over any window display.

It makes a certain sense. Streets must be kept clean.

And a beer too! Why, thank you! A bit strong for me though: 9.0%?

Rest is important.

Even better.

A peculiar garden inhabitant. I like it how light in Rome just doesn’t give a damn.

Matic is my travelling uncle’s name. I think he is presently in Malta.

A real beauty, snapped through a railing.

A new discovery, what a treasure: a street market!

A throwback in time.

Rest for the wicked.

It had an Asian feel, as if I’d ever been. But no, it’s Italia!

This is what I mean by nothing small.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Amy at THE WORLD IS A BOOK…: Small Is Beautiful