Missing Turin
Turin has been on my mind since the day I left it. I never expected to have such depth of feeling for the city, but I loved everything about it. I […]
Category Archives: Italian
“CIAO, BELLO!” I tell myself in a mirror in Italy.
I sleep like garbage here in Nice because it is about four thousand degrees every day, all day long, coupled with an unbearable humidity like nothing I’ve ever experienced in […]
Why Don’t You? #70
Monday: Why don’t you plan a formal garden in your yard? Even if you have a small lot you can plant a few boxwoods and set up a fountain. I […]
Florida Escape Day 5
I woke easily and early this morning with a choked sob. I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want to go back home to the cold and snow and ice […]
