We stay in an area of undulating hills. (I learned the word undulating in my high-school French class. Father McCabe had us reading some French short-story and I didn’t know what ondulant meant. And like all anal high-schoolers, in a foreign language class, I went to my French-English dictionary and there was the word undulating – moving in smooth wave-like motion.) Central Le Marche is a landscape of smooth wave-like hills – green, brown, blue and golden in the August sun.

The first five images are from cà le cerque – Earle-and-Suzanne’s house that we stay at. The next images are from the area around Piobbico. The church steeple image is from the hills north of Pesaro.

(The thumbnail links to a large image.)