What a great word for mosquitoes, zanzare, sounds just like the wretched little creatures in your ear when you are trying to sleep. Italians love their comfort but why no screens on the windows? I started hanging large bunches of lavender (rumored to repel insects) over my sleeping head. Not sure if it helps but it makes for sweet smelling dreams.
Sorry this is a terrible photo, it is a tuft of flowers left by a farmer who purposefully steered his tractor around it so we can continue to enjoy the flowers. Reminded me of a poem by Robert Frost ("the Tuft of Flowers"). Same thing only flowers left by a farmer with a scythe.
Another 1100AD church (so says my book, but a man picnicing near the church said it was from 800 AD). This one so playful. At the entrance to the walls of Pienza where I am now.
grilled eggplant, zucchini, and red pepers with olive oil and balsalmic vinegar, very sharp peccorino and arugula. Intense.
toliet instructions?
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