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Autumn drive to the Amalfi Coast

On the road from Naples to the Amalfi Coast

Earlier this week I arrived back home in Italy at Naples’ Capodichino airport, the closest airport to the Amalfi Coast. Anyone who has driven on the autostrada through Naples knows that the stress of  international travel is nothing compared to simply surviving the short drive from the airport to the exit for the Costiera Amalfitana. Jet lag does help to keep one calm though. I always breath a sigh of relief when we reach the exit at Angri, because I know that shortly the road will start winding its way slowly up the the mountains toward the Chiunzi pass leading to the Amalfi Coast. My fiancé said I was in for a surprise, because the autumn colors were still beautiful up in the mountains. Boy was he right!

Autumn drive on the Amalfi Coast

Autumn colors on the drive home

Around every curve in the road there was another beautiful view of the autumn colors up close or covering the mountainsides.

Autumn mountains Amalfi Coast

Autumn colors on the mountains near Naples

As we reached the top of the pass and started over toward Tramonti, the colors reached their peak. I didn’t get any good shots, but you can enjoy the colors from an autumn drive to Tramonti from a couple of years back.

Autumn on the Amalfi Coast Tramonti

Autumn in the mountains of the Amalfi Coast

I never expected to find such gorgeous colors still around Ravello and Scala at the end of November. It was really a joy not to have missed this splendid show!

Autumn in Ravello on the Amalfi Coast

Autumn colors around Ravello

Ravello in the autumn

Ravello surrounded by autumn's colors

Autumn colors on the Amalfi Coast

Autumn colors in Scala on the Amalfi Coast

While hauling (and occasionally dropping) my suitcases down the approximately 60 steps to the house, the gorgeous colors were much appreciated. After much experience with it, I can safely say that 50 pound plus suitcases and ancient stone staircases don’t go well toegther. I stopped often under this terrace of bright red grape vines. What a sight!

Autumn grape vines on the Amalfi Coast

A gorgeous sight while resting

While the autumn colors are more striking up in the mountains on the Amalfi Coast, I did find this stunning bit of color in Amalfi’s Piazza Duomo.

Autumn in Amalfi

Autumn reds near the Duomo of Amalfi

Ciao Amalfi!

Autumn Glory on the Amalfi Coast

“The pleasure of doing a thing in the same way at the same time every day, and savoring it, should be noted.”   — Arnold Bennett

Autumn grape vines in Ravello

One of the joys of doing the same thing over and over again, whatever it may be, is finding the beauty in the littlest of details. While out walking, I love watching the tiny buds on the grape vines grow into broad leaves during the summer. In the autumn the vines begin to grow heavy with their fruit, and before long harvest time comes around again.
Autumn view from Ravello
If I look carefully, peering down to a terrace of vines below the road, I can even watch the red veins slowly turn the grape leaves a rich red. One of my favorite moments of the year on the Amalfi Coast.

Autumn beauty on the Amalfi Coast

If you’d like to enjoy more autumn beauty on the Amalfi Coast, come along on a walk to Scala and Ravello!

An Autumn Walk in Ravello

Autumn is a glorious time of year to visit the Amalfi Coast. One of my favorite spots to walk during any season is the town of Ravello located high in the mountains overlooking the coastline. If you enjoyed the Autumn Walk in Scala, you’re going to love coming along on a beautiful autumn walk through Ravello. Happy autumn wishes to all of you from the Amalfi Coast!

Autumn arrives in Ravello

Autumn colors at the Villa Rufolo

Falling leaves in the Piazza Duomo

Creeping red vines at the Villa Rufolo

Autumn in the mountains on the Amalfi Coast

Yellow wisteria vines in Ravello

Summer pinks and autumn reds mix!

Persimmons growing in Ravello

Yum ... persimmons!

Autumn masterpiece at the Hotel Parsifal

Red drama

Autumn in Italy

An Autumn Walk in Scala

Autumn arrives quietly on the Amalfi Coast. Slowly the grape vines take on a rich red hue and the leaves of the sycamores turn a golden brown in the evening light. It’s an exercise in looking closely at first, but before long the landscape is dotted with autumn colors. This year’s warm and dry August and September months delayed the arrival of autumn, and I’ve enjoyed watching the slow arrival on my walks up in the mountains. Come along with me on autumn walk in Scala!

Autumn colors on the Amalfi Coast

Autumn leaves in Scala

A burst of orange

Yellow lined street in Scala

Blue autumn sky

Red vines in Scala

Changing of the seasons

Just a little bit of red

Golden hues of a sycamore in Minuta

October – Slow, slow!

Autumn grape vines on the Amalfi Coast

The colors and scent of autumn bring to my mind two things – my mother, who taught me to treasure nature and its many wonders, and the poetry of Robert Frost. As it would happen, they are both very much related since she was the one to introduce me to Frost’s writing with a small book of his poems tucked into an Easter basket when I was a young girl. I still treasure that little blue book! While the days of this October are coming to an end, I have been savoring the beauty that arrives this time of year with golden hues and bright bursts of red. It is so extraordinary and so fleeting that if you don’t stop to draw a bit of it inside you there’s the chance you might miss it entirely.

“Slow, slow!”

The words of Robert Frost came to mind yesterday as I was out walking and taking photographs of the autumn colors on the Amalfi Coast. Slow, slow. There is always enough time—I am starting to realize—but only if you make it.

October

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away;
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost–
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

-Robert Frost

Autumn grape vines on the Amalfi Coast