All that remains of the ancient baptistry at San Appiano is a ring of rough pillars on the grass. They've been there for a thousand years or more, although until an earthquake in the early 19th century they were not quite so freestanding.
I settled down to paint them a few years back, in early April. But the cloud you can see in the picture was rapidly advancing, and before I knew it there were snowflakes mingling with my watercolours. Tuscany is warm, yes, but it's also high. So I got up and biked off to find shelter, and never did get a chance to finish the picture.
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