A personal journey through Abruzzo
Villages, silence, and the stories left behind
A blog about the small places that time forgot — and the ones still quietly alive. Written from the hills of the L'Aquila province, with care.
The Series
Some villages still breathe. Others speak only through ruins. Both have something to say.
A living village in the Sagittario valley. Deer, gorges, and a Sunday that tasted like slow life.
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The astronomy village coated in vibrant street art. Constellations, poetry, and the murals that painted it back to life.
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A village built around water — fountains everywhere, an emigration story carved into stone, and a Sunday that started at the Parco della Sponga.
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Abandoned, silent, slowly returning to the earth. A village that emptied out and the silence moved in to stay.
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A Sunday that starts at the Parco della Sponga and climbs to a village where every fountain still runs. Emigration, memory, and the water that ties it all together.
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A small corner for whatever does not fit an article.
Fourth article out — Valle Roveto & Canistro (A Generous Land), a village built entirely around its fountains. Starts at the Parco della Sponga and climbs through an emigration exhibit, a chapel in the chestnut woods, and the Liri river.
Read the articleThird article out — Aielli (Borgo Universo), the astronomy village coated in vibrant street art. A perfect crossroad between constellations, poetry, and slow walking.
Read the articleThe story behind Greenwingo — on photographing with intention, choosing presence over pixels, and why some places deserve more than an algorithm.
Read the storySecond article out — Villalago, a living village in the Sagittario valley. Deer, gorges, and a Sunday that tasted like slow life.
Read the articleFirst article out — the story of Buonanotte, an abandoned village in the Val di Sangro that I found almost by accident.
Read the articleThe real luxury — slowing down. A reflection on living in a small province, the stress of big cities, and why I wouldn't trade this for anything.
Read the reflectionAbout this blog
Abruzzo - a land full of villages that most people drive past without stopping. Greenwingo is my way of stopping. Of walking in, looking around, and writing down what I find. No tourism brochures. Just honest curiosity, a camera, and time.