Sunday, November 15, 2009

Tales from the "Bassa" (Flatland)

Reno River

I used this post of a few days ago to make it the 'starting point' for the current monthly reportage which will cover, as you may have guessed from the title, the landscapes and the cuisine of the flatlands stretching from Bologna to Ferrara: the 'Bassa'.

There are so many stories to tell about these places, as well as images to show, we start right outside Bologna, where we immediately meet one of the protagonists of this tale: the river Reno.


River Reno - Dyke

Reno rises in the mountains between Bologna and Pistoia and it ends its mountainous stretch near the lock of Casalecchio di Reno. From there its course is inextricably linked to the human history of these zones. In fact, its course was changed by men for centuries, both for reclaiming land from marshes, formerly it didn't flow into the Adriatic Sea but in some wetlands south of Ferrara, both for navigation and agriculture with numerous canals that were built since the Middle Ages (the first sources about Canale Navile date from the twelfth century but is believed that it have been dug prior that time).


Farm in Calderara Bologna

We meet Reno just off Calderara di Reno (sorry for this name repetitions, but as you will understand, the name of the river in the topography is a sign of the importance that it had for the area), in Longara.



Longara

Here we find a beautiful church dating from the XVIII century, built by the architect-priest G.B. Baroni, but near from here also a natural oasis where you can go right on the banks of the river.


Reno River

The atmosphere is magical and strange at the same time there: in this flat region trees are usually few and sparses, but here the scrub is thick and all the time you can hear waterfowles cry. There is also a path for an easy walk which crosses the stream and allows to continue the journey on the opposite bank of the river toward Trebbo di Reno.

We continue instead along the road following the left bank of the river and passing through the village of Castel Campeggi where there is this a beautiful votive shrine.


Sala Bolognese

The fields that lie on the plains around Bologna are dotted with these little votive shrines for the most part dedicated to Our Lady, thanking for (or requesting) protection from storms and flooding.

Even today, most of them are well tended and is rare to find one without fresh flowers or abandoned.

The reportage will continue in the forthcoming post where we will talk about food!

(to be continued... here I will insert the links of the next posts of the reportage, come back to check!)

The other articles of the reportage: Tales from the "Bassa" (Flatland):
Traditional Sourdough Pork Fat Bread: the "Coppia Ferrarese"
Pumpkin Tortelli
Quinces and Plums Preserve
Fruit Preserve Filled Pastries (Raviole Bolognesi)
Tales from the "Bassa" (Flatland) (part II)
Tales from the "Bassa" (Flatland) (part III)

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9 commenti :

Anonymous said...

le nuvole...che belle! cocci

eli said...

Surreale! quella colonna sembra apparsa dal nulla! qui in lombardia non le ho mai viste.
Mi piacciono moltissimo i cieli tempestosi ma non riesco mai a riprodurli come li vedo nella realtà.
Come si fa a far risaltare così le nuvole?
Ciao e grazie per queste belle foto :)))

Alessandro Guerani said...

@eli

Si parte usando dei filtri che scuriscano il cielo e poi si lavora un po' in postproduzione per dare contrasto. Cmq se non si parte già da uno scatto fatto per bene dopo si fa poco.

Giò said...

il cielo è pazzesco! nel senso di pazzescamente bello...

eli said...

Grazie del suggerimento!
Ciao e buona settimana

Fresh Local and Best said...

This is such a beautiful photo!

il ramaiolo said...

CHE MERAVIGLIA... QUANTE NUVOLE INCREDIBILI HO VISTO IN ISLANDA...
CIAO

miciapallina said...

Quello è un filtro che vorrei davvero acquistare... I Cieli vengono sempre troppo "bianchi" se voglio che si veda il resto...
Per un cielo normale tutta la metà inferiore della foto diventa cupa...
Poi però vedo quello che fai e mi prende lo sconforto... mi piacciono troppo le tue foto.
Il mondo esce fuoti dal tuo occhio, passa attraverso il tuo obbiettivo e si presenta a noi come incantato.
nasinasi

AGENZIAWEB 2.0 said...

bravoooooooo
mari

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