Sarteano, 11 maggio 2022 Dear Reader ~ A long, long time ago I might have sent you a letter from here, from the very top of this Tuscan castle, via pigeon post. I am writing you from the dovecote at the top of Castello Sarteano and have decided that my letter carrier would have lived […]
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Roma, 18 aprile 2022 Dear R. ~ It’s been a while since writing you. I’ve been feeling strangely nostalgic these days and have been reflecting on the last two years. It’s not that I miss them, they were hard times and of course I wish they had never come to pass. They were extraordinary times,
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(Continued from last week’s blog post) I miss the Tree. I miss the Crows. I miss the old apartment. I miss having a designated parking spot (posto auto). I miss my old neighborhood. I miss my old newsstand, my local Tigre supermarket, and the bar (coffee shop) we’d go to Saturday mornings after doing our
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I just moved. I’ve moved from Italy to Italy. The new place is in shambles, everything all jumbled, boxes and clothes everywhere, everything spread out covering all surfaces, crammed into corners, suitcases and boxes piled high in every room. It’s been surprisingly really hard, and I feel completely uncentered, like I am in a time
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Roma, 14 febbraio 2021 Dearest Tree, I have been writing this letter to you since day one. Only I’ve not been able to put the words onto page yet because everyday there is something to add to the ever- growing list of that which I am grateful for. The list is as ever-growing as you
February 4, 2022 Geometry soothes me, and I’m not a math person. When I feel out of sync I stand in front of the Sant’Ivo alla Sapienza church and let Borromini’s architectural genius wash over me. There’s a a big wooden door on Corso del Rinascimento which isn’t particularly notable and if you don’t
Narni, 23 agosto 2021 Dear R. ~ The sun was blazing when I stepped into Narnia the first time, and the only snow I found was written out in black spray paint on a medieval wall, all in caps, SNOW. Of course I didn’t get there through the wardrobe nor did I see the Witch,
Maremma Toscana, Solstizio d’estate 2021 Dear R. ~ What a weekend it’s been! After the thermal baths at Saturnia we drove in search of what has been called the Italian Stonehenge. With such a name you’d think it would be on the map, that maybe you would see signs for it on the road, or
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Roma, 24 maggio 2021 Dear R. ~ I have incurred a debt! Until today I didn’t owe anybody any money. Not one penny. I am always up to date on my bills, I do not use a credit card, have never asked anyone for money, and other than my mortgage (okay, that is a loan
Roma, 17 maggio 2021 Dear R. ~ Saturday we went to the beach. Doesn’t that sound lovely? I bet you are imagining an Amalfi sun, lemon yellow and bright, the azure ocean water gently tickling my toes, and me with book in hand propped up on a striped lettino, glamorous black sunglasses giving me that