Kill time…
Last Friday we picked up my mother from the station in Florence. The train was due at 8:30pm, so we had…
Primavera
Primavera is Italian for Spring! It’s literal translation is first faith, perhaps a reminder that during the winter, one might be…
and so is love…
There are days when the unexpected takes you by the hand and pulls you through a thorny hedge. When the…
Searching
I’ve been searching lately. Looking for a place to live is a different quest from looking for somewhere to stay….
Mornings.
We’ve been here a month and a half. We don’t know where we’ll be living in another month and a…
Masquerade Escapade
So last Tuesday was Mardi-Gras or Carnevale as they call it here. While you were flipping pancakes, we indulged in dressing…
Musings
This is my 3rd day here without my husband Angelo. My 3rd day in a land where I am very…
L’arte bello – How tuscans spend their Sunday evenings.
[iframe id=”https://www.youtube.com/embed/VanJdi7Tzr0?rel=0″ align=”center” mode=”normal” autoplay=”yes” grow=”yes”] Last night we were invited by our lovely hosts at Poggio tre Lune, to…
Day trip to Siena
We enjoyed a pleasant day trip to Siena, where the walls are red and the roofs are green (covered in…
Roads – the dark side of Italia
Let’s just cut to the chase here; The roads are terrible! And the drivers are just as bad. I’ve recently taken to…