The broken bough
In early spring 2009 I took a picture of a weeping willow on Lake Bolsena in Central Italy. A fortnight later a high wind ripped off the upper bough and for at least a couple of years it lay semi-submerged, rotting in the shallow water below.
Marc Bolan’s song
I said to myself that when it was finally swept away I would set one of my Belle pictures under this beautiful maimed tree. I thought a refrain from a very short Tyrannosaurus Rex song of 1969 called The Misty Coast of Albany would make a suitably moody title, ‘weeping willow woman.’
The German model
So I searched for a woman of willowy build with suitably long hair, a latter day Rapunzel, and found Kerstin, one of the many northerners who like myself has chosen to live in the magical part of the world that is Central Italy.
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