In ruins.
We are on an island. A big one. A place where streets are broken and the trunks of…
Un giorno normale — a normal day.
It was just a normal day. Up early, hulling strawberries for smoothies. We strip the bed to run…
Six Months Now.
Six months, now. We have our favorite curry cashews. We now have fresh basil growing on our windowsill.…
The magical olive tree
We had just returned from a week away the night before and had all manner of clean laundry…
Doing what Romans do.
We were in this country for so very long before we made it down to Roma. So…
Nerd Notes from The Forest of the King
Alas, duty, invitation and ‘mini-break’ have brought us to the land of pommes frites. Here it is green…
On draining the swamp — sort of.
Yes, these days we have been talking about ‘draining the swamp’ — in a way. Here we…
Of the Ligurian Sea.
It was for R’s upcoming birthday that we made the plan to go to Cinque terre…the ‘five lands’…referring…
153 days.
It has been 153 days. Centocinquantatre’ giorni. One hundred and fifty three days of supermineralized water, watching where…
L’Ambulanza italiana
It was maybe the first spring-ish day we have had thus far. Lucky for me I got to…
Superpowers.
Look at me, walking down the street. I have a swagger. My swagger says that I have almost…
An expat in blue jello
But what, oh what, is a little old-ish expat to do on a rainy Sunday morning? After a…
Mountains on the moon…Firenze.
We have disappointed our hosts, again. They left us slippers to use…pantofole…but we have not used them. Le…
Two bars of soap & artichokes.
It has been three months now. We have finished two bars of soap, a tube of toothpaste and…
The Post Office.
I am sweating. I am gripped with fear. I am at the post office. This errand, in particular,…