When you are searching for art, of course,
It helps to know what you are looking for.
The family in the park could be a source
Of inspiration, say, were I a photographer.

But art, we found, can be a different sort.
Brought back to life with vibrant colors,
Branches strewn on the ground in assorted
Positions, their claims disputed by others.

Two further questions, naturally, have me stumped:
1) about this branch; and 2) about that earlier life sawed-off at ground level.

The photo of the day, according to the editors,
Is, per me, an invitation rather to a selfie of wit;
And, for that matter, a test drive of my Italian:

Something something September seems like the same something November. Yesterday, in fact, the webcam of Umbria Weather immortalized [recorded, I suppose] the first [snow, I’m guessing] on Mount Vettore.

About that time, a good laugh over Rebecca’s chocolate
Was shared by all. Then, the by-now familiar daughter
Kindly helped us both out with the daily Italian lesson:

Roughly, More like November than September these days. And
Yes, The first snow indeed was seen on Monte Vettore. Then
She and Rebecca went back and forth, filling in the magic

Of our stay: pensionato, ritorno a Spoleto, il cibo, and
Any other appropriate words that rhyme, say, with vino
To explain our enduring attraction to this tiny Italian town.