Unfortunately I lost a crucial part of my tripod and before I get a replacement, there will be no more panorama photos from SARDARAMAS. Fortunately, and I hope you agree, I have still some other photos that I like to share with you. I call them screen savers as they fit nicely on a computer screen with aspect ratio of 1366 : 768 pixels. Sharing means also that you can download a larger copy for non-commercial use by left-clicking on the thumbnail below, then right-click the image on its new page and finally left-click ‘save image as.’.from the pop-up menu:
Scattered all over the island of Sardinia, one finds some 7000 remains of towers and even castles surrounded by villages that were constructed during the Bronze Age or ‘Tempus De Brunzu’. The ‘Nuraghe de su Piscu’ (‘nurra’ or heap of stones of the bishop) is one of them, found along the road between the towns of Suelli and Mandas. This Megalithic structure is thought to have been build during the late Bronze Age (1500 – 1200 BC) and consists of a central conical tower with four smaller ones connected by walls and surrounded by a village of huts of which traces are still visible on aerials. Outside Nuraghe Piscu, it is the endemic perennial Magydaris pastinacea that rules these days. Continue reading
Almost a century ago in 1921, the English writer D.H. Lawrence, author of Lady Chatterley’s Lover, together with his wife Frieda, wherever they went for breathtaking journeys as told in his ‘Sea and Sardinia‘, used the little green train there (spherical pano). At that time, ‘Il trenino verde’ was the fastest means of transport connecting Sardinian villages along steep and winding tracks traversing the mountainous areas from the center of the island. Continue reading
Every day, early in the morning, my usually so very quiet Cagliarian neighborhood Genneruxi is brutally disturbed by a noisy beast. Midst the sound of awakening birds, roaring and howling approaches in the distance, turns corners, passes other streets and finally appears below my house. Several nights I got out of bed, trying to trap the thing on photo in the light of late sodium-vapor lamps and early rising sun. Only once a year, just after Labor Day, the three come together and when I am finally ready to catch my prey, around the corner appears a disappointing miserable little creature, as the operators of the large garbage truck are still sleeping-off their holiday hangover. Fortunately I have that earlier sound recording.