Early morning silence, finally some cool air,
we leave our palazzo and set out for the Campo (city piazza). The first morning
practicing run of the Palio. I was convinced that at five am, the piazza will
be a lonely field… well I did not account the Sienese absolute passion for the
biggest event of their year.
As the first round of horses and jockeys exited
the city hall, I forgot I was total sleep deprived, I forgot my bed and I heard
hooves. Hooves galloping their soothing sound as just horse hooves can make
this lovely morning music. I would get up for this moment at really any time in
the night.
This was my morning romance, horses, dust, my lens and me.