The Last Day
We’re back in Atlanta now. Our last couple of days in Italy were a whirlwind and I was often without internet access so I couldn’t post in real time. It seems cheating a bit to write about my time in Italy when I’m sitting in my living room in...
An Italian Festival Weekend
Our interlude with Tim and Julie has come to an end. It was an action packed few days and I think we may have done irreparable harm to their digestive systems, but it was great fun. Friends make everything better, don’t you think? Food. We ate so much of...
Italy by Italians
TIm and Julie have been here three full days and we’ve spent each day with different Italian friends. Seeing Italy with Italians is a completely different experience than seeing it with a guidebook. Don’t get me wrong, seeing it with a guidebook is wonderful. But there’s something very special...
Good Company
They’re here! Tim and Julie arrived Tuesday afternoon at about 4:00. They arrived as everyone does after that trans-Atlantic flight – tired, hungry, dazed and feeling grungy. Yet looking miraculously glorious. Not only did they have to endure the flight, they also took the train from Milan to Florence,...
White Roads and Weddings
Italy has many, many dirt roads that are called strade bianche, or white roads. The earth here is so full of minerals and volcanic rocks that the dirt roads are white. Not like our red dirt roads in Georgia. If you walk out of the city in any direction,...
Impossible Causes
I hate to start the countdown, but we only have ten days left in Italy. I think of all those lazy days we spent lounging on the terrace or cozy in the living room and I wonder why we weren’t moving every second. That’s the panic in me talking...
How Many Perfect Days are We Allowed?
I certainly hope there’s not a limit on how much happiness and beauty two people can experience. If there is, then I’m afraid we’ve probably maxed out. But who would limit happiness? Who would ration perfect days? I want to save all these perfect experiences and keep them in...
The Perfect Day
There are so many perfect days here, I hate to declare any one more perfect than another. However, this one was in the top five. First of all, the weather was divine. Beautiful, blue skies that seemed to never end, about 68 degrees, very low humidity – you know...
Italians
The day before my birthday, Saturday, we went with Michelangelo and Rossella to the antique market in Arezzo. This market is held the first Sunday of the month and the preceding Saturday. Odd way of saying it, but it’s not the first weekend of the month. Think about it. ...
Meandering
Seasons Autumn has arrived in our corner of Tuscany. It came very suddenly after a violent thunderstorm. It’s as if Mother Nature took out her scrub brush and washed summer away. There’s a freshness to everything and a bit of anticipation in the air. So we’re moving to heavier...