Notes from Orvieto.

To the South there are hills with forest. The forest creeps down out of the hills. In the center of the valley are the pink and orange buildings of houses and the tram station.

The church of San Giovenale is austere inside. Its frescoes are mostly broken with only the face of Christ present in one, as if time were hesitant to break that. In another only the feet of some unknown person can be seen.

There are a multitude of honey bees here.

There are also feathers, flocks of feathers falling down from the sky.