27 Apr Small Doses – Spring 2026
Small Doses · Spring 2026
Small
Doses
Film, place, and the life between weddings.
It's the end of my birthday week and I've been feeling a little confused about aging. Spring has kicked into full bloom mode and the poppies — and every other flower in Tuscany, or at least that's what it feels like — are everywhere. A good reminder of why we ended up here in the first place. Unexpected beauty in every crack on the pavement, on ancient stone walls along the windy road from our house to Florence, which we've been driving a lot this past month. It's also a good reminder work is about to pick up again, and all of our lives will be lived between weddings and sittings in a dark air-conditioned room for most of the remainder of the year.
My desk is a mess as usual, while Marilia's is as neat as ever, as we prepare for the season ahead. New memory cards awaiting to be unboxed and formatted. Empty gear boxes, a lens cap, film to be developed. I really should clean up. May will be our busiest month since we started shooting weddings fifteen years ago — and aging is a quiet worry in that context too, if I'm honest.




But like the flowers that have exploded from the slowly defrosting (not really defrosting, but poetically speaking) ground, spring nearing its peak means summer is almost here. And we have never been this ready for a wedding season. This one is taking shape in a way that feels different. We feel like we worked years building up to this one, so it can move us forward somehow.


On my birthday, as we sat replying to emails, a message landed from Carmencita with our latest personal film scans. It stopped me. Because even if we didn't exactly freeze over this winter — we slowed down, turned inward, took a lot of photos for ourselves — those scans were proof that we really were in defrost mode. We played with film. We played in the snow. We traveled north — the Bernina Express, Alto Adige, Sweden, Copenhagen, Valencia — with family, with friends, and just us two.





Since Ora Legale — our daylight savings, which we've taken to calling make everything more beautiful time — slow afternoon evenings have finally become a reality again. The days feel magically longer. There is more of everything.
The day after Easter, Pasquetta — a national holiday here — found us driving aimlessly, looking for somewhere open to eat (we're still getting used to the planning ahead thing). We stopped at a small door we have driven past at least once a week for four years without really noticing. We thought it was just a regular alimentari. It turns out to be a staple of local Florentine cuisine, minutes from our house.


Forno Giotto, in the little frazione of Casenuove, outside the town of Cerbaia (on the road full of flowers from Florence to our house), serves schiacciata like so many places do — but the bread. Warm from the oven, perfectly salty, matched with whatever farciture you choose. No fixed menu. You pick the ingredients, pick the size. We joined a line of at least ten Florentines who'd had the same idea, ate outside at the picnic tables in the April sun, and finished the day with the dulce de leche gelato from the Dolce di Latte gelateria almost across the street — handmade gelato, and our favorite in all of Tuscany. You're welcome.











These are some of those frames — winter into early spring, all shot on film. We hope you're in full bloom mode too — and anticipating something you can't wait to burst into.
The full edit — all the frames from this winter — is in the gallery below.
— Frankie & Marilia

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frankieandmarilia.com/small-dosesThe full edit
Winter into early spring — all shot on film.