May
08
5th Barga International Petanque Competition
For the last six years, the game Pétanque has been played by a small group of enthusiasts here in Barga. Its arrival in the city was due in part to visitors from Finland (where enthusiasm for the game is almost bordering on religion) and who brought their Pétanque balls with them to play on holiday. The first Pétanque International - Finland vs Rest of the World was played on the 18th of July 2002 (article here) The second Pétanque International took place the following year - 26th March 2003 and this time was between two teams Italy/America and Canada/Ireland (article here) Continue reading ‘5th Barga International Petanque Competition’
May
07
Mario Sartini in Piazza Angelio
For many people Piazza Angelio is quite simply the finest piazza in Barga Vecchia. With the historic palazzos, some dating back to the 1500s, facing on to the hand chiselled greystone piazza it has an elegant charm and gives first-time visitors to Barga that little shock of recognition when they realise they are standing somewhere special. But one thing it is not is a museum. It is a working piazza. Continue reading ‘Mario Sartini in Piazza Angelio’
May
05
3 cranes block Tiglio road for the afternoon
Something strange happens whenever cranes are moved in Barga or so it would seem looking back over a couple of articles on barganews. In June of last year a crane blocked Barga Vecchia for a day (article here) and earlier on in the season in March 2007 two cranes blocked the main road through Barga Giardino (article here) Today a record was set when the road to Tiglio was blocked for most of the afternoon not by one or two but three. Continue reading ‘3 cranes block Tiglio road for the afternoon’
May
04
Il Fornaci vince il derby
Sabato 03/05/08 si è svolto presso lo stadio sportivo a Fornaci, lo scontro tra Fornaci e Barga del girone Juniores provinciale Lu 1987/90. La partita tra le due formazioni è stata ricca di emozioni e colpi di scena. Continue reading ‘Il Fornaci vince il derby’
Mar
30
A Flame Within
A blood orange sun hovers
Behind buildings
Anchored in an icy sea
A boat races through cold air
Away from the ancient city
Past tall villas
Flames engulf interiors
Raging window to window
A heart races
Thumbs part
Nostrils flare
Soft liquid flesh yields
A spritz of bittersweet
Blood orange
