Now I cannot presume to know what you are thinking at this moment. The weekend might peer into your tired noggin like a curious Italian man on a bike when … Continue reading Summertime and the Livin’s Easy
A lazy rain falls outside — slow, fat drops, spaced out, polite. Upstairs, the neighbor is deep in his rotation of questionable, loud music — an odd mix of Grease, … Continue reading Once Upon a (Longer) Time
Once upon a time, there was a girl who needed a haircut. That girl, as fate would have it, was me. I’d just finished a bike ride (of course) and … Continue reading Something’s Cooking…
In Italy, the question is not so much “Will I have a coffee?” (the answer is nearly always “yes,” regardless of the time). Instead, it’s “when will I have a … Continue reading Mangiamo!
I have developed an aversion to clothing and gear in neon shades. Upon breathing clear mountain air, I am seized by an inescapable desire to fill my stagnant nostrils with … Continue reading From Florence to Florence
In beginning to write about happiness, I feel it necessary first to order two shots of espresso over a little scoop of honey pecan gelato. Please pardon me while I … Continue reading Cloud Nine: Musings on happiness, floating and fresh fruit