A couple years back, during the week running up to Old Year’s Eve, I pestered my mate almost incessantly, asking how we’d spend the night. He has a more laid…
Learning how to Read again
A precious moment, one unlike most, and yet so simple, that it only requires a couple of lines to sketch out. The grey stone crumbling bridge over an empty moat….
An Offer I couldn’t Refuse
Versione in Italiano sotto Step 1: Arrival Zia Laura and Zio Fabio live atop a Tuscan hill overlooking hundreds of neat and verdant vineyard lines under an eternally blue sky….
When Life can Hardly get any Better
This one will be a bit different. No diary, I just intend to write down some memories and impressions that went through my mind the past months. Of course we…