Dear Italia

Tesoro, darling, We’ve been together since 2009 — some nine beautiful years, almost ten. You caught me with those espresso cup eyes and again with gelato — remember you introduced … Continue reading Dear Italia

It Was Solved By Walking

When the teacher at my Italian school in Bologna introduces the subject for the day and I start laughing, it’s hard to explain why. I’ve just arrived from the train … Continue reading It Was Solved By Walking

Zen and the Art of Chaos

The cello is my favorite instrument. I adore it just as much as the piano, which I desire to play on a regular basis. I still remember the sad little … Continue reading Zen and the Art of Chaos

Something’s Cooking…

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…