Maiden voyage on my new bike—8 km. to Cannara, and back

On my last trip to Spello, in May and June for the Infiorata, I came across a used bike at the Mundo di Due Ruote (“World of Two Wheels”) down in the borgo of Spello, in new condition. The previous owner had been injured in a serious car accident, and could no longer ride . . . → Read More: Maiden voyage on my new bike—8 km. to Cannara, and back

Angelo and “The (H)appening”

In past trips to Spello, I have noticed a small man who always seems to be in the center of things here—Panama hat, sunglasses, and clothing that is a bit “out there” for the average Spellano man. He is a retired former teacher in the elementary school, and Paola was one of his pupils . . . → Read More: Angelo and “The (H)appening”

An “intuitive cook?” Not so much!

A few years ago, one of my friends introduced me to her friend as a “gourmet cook,” and I hesitated, telling her that term was “fussy” to me. In my mind, “gourmet” meant “very picky, particular, annoyingly choosy,” and was not really a compliment. One who cannot make a dish without having the exact . . . → Read More: An “intuitive cook?” Not so much!

The Death of a Loved One in a Small Town

Since the first year I spent time in Spello, I have known Gina, a quiet elderly woman who was a regular in Graziella’s garage, pulling the petals off of wildflowers for hours at a time to prepare for the Infiorata. We worked side-by-side, some days, and I always greeted her when I saw her . . . → Read More: The Death of a Loved One in a Small Town

Exploring the Villa Fidelia

While heading back to Spello, I asked Pat if she had ever visitied Villa Fidelia, one of the tourist landmarks of Spello. I have been on the grounds for flower shows and book signing events, but never actually had a chance to go looking in the formal gardens or get into the villa. I . . . → Read More: Exploring the Villa Fidelia

Labor Day Weekend with Pat Hanna

Pat is a friend who lives in Santa Brigida, a tiny village up in the mountains above Florence, near Fiesole, and she is a psychologist working for the Department of Defense, most often in Pisa. That means, for her, quite a commute by car (first, to the train station in Florence) and then by . . . → Read More: Labor Day Weekend with Pat Hanna

Can’t keep me away from the Arezzo Antiques Fair!

Every first Sunday (and the preceding Saturday), the central historic part of Arezzo is taken over by about 500 vendors of antiques—one of the largest and most popular antiques fairs in Italy. When I am in Spello, I try not to ever miss it—and the September fair was just days after I arrived. . . . → Read More: Can’t keep me away from the Arezzo Antiques Fair!

We took an evening walk and met . . . Giuseppe Verdi!

Just two days after I arrived in Spello, and after they had finished serving dinner to their husbands, Paola and her cousin, Giuseppina, invited me to take a walk with them down through town. I was still encountering many people I knew who hadn’t known that I had returned, so our walk was interrupted . . . → Read More: We took an evening walk and met . . . Giuseppe Verdi!

Ladies and Gentlemen . . . “The Beetles!”

Arriving in Spello, with Leonardo and Paola waiting for me at the station, I was soon greeting neighbors in the piazza as I wrestled my two bags down to my door, where I began unpacking all of the things that I brought from home for friends here. The bars of mild soap and the . . . → Read More: Ladies and Gentlemen . . . “The Beetles!”

A Courageous Woman, a Pioneer in Medical Technology, and a Friend

Departing for Italy is never “routine “ for me, but some of the packing and planning is getting to be second nature, as it was this current trip. On 26 August, the Davis Airporter shuttle picked me up at my door, made a few stops in Davis for more riders, and then hit the . . . → Read More: A Courageous Woman, a Pioneer in Medical Technology, and a Friend