I’m reading The Wisdom of Tuscany by Ferenc Mate. It’s the third in his trilogy about living in this area. He writes: “There is something about the benevolent aspect of the Tuscan countryside that on the one hand, calms, and on the other, turns wild. It may be the mix of hamlets, vineyards, fields, and gnarled woods, a blend of civilization and wilderness entangled. And it affects you no matter how long you’ve lived here, as if every day you saw the world with brand new eyes.” p. 88We went to the Thursday market. Tonight is the last night for Karl and Caroline, so we shopped for our goodbye dinner. Every routine task becomes a new adventure in Italy. In order to see the frescoes, we had to put 50 centesimi into a little box, which turned on the lights for about one minute. We ate lunch in the corner of the abbey and watched the swallows and bright blue sky pouring through the windows. It was so still and beautiful. Perhaps it’s remote location prevented it from being recycled into new monuments.
Tonight we prepared a feast with olive ascolane, fried zucchini flowers, caprese salad, pesto, green beans, followed by creme of limoncello and meloncello.