It was only this weekend that I discovered the local cemetary, after living here for nearly five months, because it’s three-quarters of the way around the village from me, the “wrong” way around the one-way system, or circonvallazione. So you’d have to really want to go there, to find it. (I’ve already photographed the cemetary at nearby town San Giovanni d’Asso in December, right.) People around these parts are interred above ground, in the main, with just a small panel of marble on show for people to remember them by. It’s quite charming, really, and I love what people have done for the headstones, with photographs and little light bulbs and flowers.