There are a lot of drinking water fountains in Florence.
And some of them have been there for a long time. This one, near the San Lorenzo market, has lost its nose, presumably by the long term erosion of water and sun (and gentle hands brushing against it to catch a refreshing drop).
I like the fascinating patterns of algae that have built up over the years. It occurred to me that some fastidious people might be put off by them, but as I was taking pictures I saw several people helping themselves, including two women who gave some to their babies and also spread a few cooling drops on their faces.
There are five of these winged water cherubs, and each one had a different pattern spewing from its mouth.
Although the street was in shade, it was a punishingly hot day for October.
The grotesque above is in the Pitti palace courtyard, and has either been cleaned more often, or not suffered the hard use of the street fountain.
And finally, here’s one in Pisa, serving the public in the courts of the sun.
In case you’re wondering, the title comes from ‘Lepanto’, an epic poem by G.K. Chesterton of Father Brown fame.