Glimpses
It’s Sunday morning and that means porchetta at the Monterchi market. The Monterchi market is something else. It is more flea market or bazaar than fresh foods. They have that, too, but most of the stalls are clothes, toys, power tools, flowers, and chickens. Live chickens clucking away in...
The Good Earth
We’re farmers. OK, not really. We inherited a robust garden that is populated with all manner of horticultural specimens. We have olive trees, grape vines, figs, lavender, rosemary, artichokes, roses, sunflowers and many indeterminate species. It’s quite wild right now with almost everything blooming, just finished blooming, or about...
La Vita e Bella
Life is beautiful. I don’t know why it seems so much more here than in Atlanta. Maybe because I’m almost always on vacation here. I do some work – this morning I worked first thing before I did anything else. Maybe because the landscape here is just so darn...
Benvenuto!
We’re back in our Tuscan home. We arrived Tuesday and are settling in. Our flight from Atlanta to Amsterdam was wonderful – the plane was very sparsely populated and we each got our own row to spread out in. I got more sleep than I usually do when I’m...