A jug of wine, a loaf of ..oh forget it! A jug of wine works for us! We check into our apartment on a hill, #13 Matteotti, and within the hour we moved funiture, unpacked, threw open the shutters and sash, and had christened a jug of tavelo- sangiovese grosso – nectar of the (italian) gods.
And like a puzzle piece looking for it’s fit, we are sooooo there. Only wish the folk from 2 years ago who visited were sharing this moment. But then, they are on our hearts as we gaze across the Val d’Orcia: Ron, Mary, Tom, Alice, Carolyn, Jeff, Jeane, Kathie, Lisa and Andy….here’s to you, Cin cin!
Waking up to Tuscany