Le Marche is - like all of Italy - beautiful. The hills truly are gently rolling and stretch out in slow waves. Looking to the west, the view went on and on until it bumped up to the last line of peaks of the low mountains.
These three sketches were done around my last house which was part of another cluster of small houses on top of a hill in the middle of a regional park. Squares of olive trees, fields lined from haying and long low clouds are all typical landscape markers.
