Cats are everywhere in Pitigliano.
You can watch them in the morning outside the houses waiting for food or leisurely strolling down the paths to the valley in the afternoon. If tired they will find a cosy place to sleep. When I returned from a walk to the countryside a cat was watching me from one of the upper storeys of a palazzo.
They are on the look-out for the pigeons which can be heard cooing all day.
But there are other sounds I also dearly remember of an early sunday morning: the peaceful canto of female voices coming out of the wide-open door of S. Rocco, soon followed by cheerful chatting from inside the houses.
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Good words.
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