Autumn is slowly creeping into our area. The grape and olive harvests are in full swing. The days are lovely and warm, but not uncomfortably hot. Nights are sometimes cool enough for a light blanket. For some reason, autumn always reminds me of Nonno’s house, our summer home. It’s the house my husband was bornContinue reading “Goodbye to Our Nonno House”
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Buddy, Grandma, and the Cleaning Parties
My maternal grandmother was a wonderful grandma – with a great tolerance for children. Don’t get me wrong. I like kids. But not a dozen at a time, which Grandma often endured enjoyed during summer vacations. But then, Grandma was a little crazy, in the best sense of word. She was funny, forgetful, and alwaysContinue reading “Buddy, Grandma, and the Cleaning Parties”
Roman Summers, Anniversaries, and Going Places
Life is so changeable. Time never stands still. What exists today may not be there tomorrow, and one day it will certainly pass away. And that’s good. The good things – we’d like them to last forever. But imagine if the bad and negative things went on forever. What a nightmare! Time goes on. ThingsContinue reading “Roman Summers, Anniversaries, and Going Places”
Italy’s National Anthem [Audio]
National anthems evoke many thoughts and feelings. They can inspire anything from healthy love of country to overly aggressive patriotism. Music has an extraordinary ability to ignite hearts and passions. And Song of the Italians, the national anthem of Italy, is no exception. Not being Italian, I can’t really say what the The Song of the ItaliansContinue reading “Italy’s National Anthem [Audio]”
All Things End
Most of us do not like endings. Beginnings are fun and exciting, with new things on the horizon. But endings mark the conclusion of something, with words like cessation, separation, mourning, goodbye, and farewell. They often carry with them a sense of loss. We experienced this sense of loss during our recent stay in Hubby’sContinue reading “All Things End”
What I Would Miss About Italy
Sometimes, fleeting thoughts flash through my mind causing me to think and ask, “Where did that come from?” Other times they cause me to say emphatically, “I can’t bear to think of it!” Many just meander through for no apparent reason; this is one of those… What would I miss the most about Italy? IfContinue reading “What I Would Miss About Italy”