After accompanying Dolores to the airport, and when she was checked in without incident and walking through security for the first of her flights home, I took the shuttle back to Florence. It was barely 6 a.m., and I had several hours to spend in familiar territory before Pat arrived to take me to . . . → Read More: With Pat and Javier, my turn to be the guest!
18 June: The last of my guests are now gone, the laundry and housework are caught up, and this morning’s scorpion visitor (the 8th in two years) was dispatched with a few whacks of the broom—death by “blunt force trauma.” I’ll be back home in less than two weeks, but I finally have time . . . → Read More: For Dolores, a one-day “taste” of Florence
(29 May: I’ve been a hosting friends again here in Spello, and now I have a break when I can get some time to catch up on the blogs. Unfortunately, the old blog about leaving for home last November confused some people, who have written me welcoming me back. I’m in Spello still, and . . . → Read More: A rental car, and we are off to Deruta and Montefalco
The Saturday following Good Friday, I was all ready for Dolores with a special breakfast—I broke out the “pan di ramerino,” a Tuscan specialty yeast roll that is normally served only on Holy Thursday and Good Friday, and then disappears for the rest of the year. I discovered them in Florence in 2003, with . . . → Read More: Red poppies and La Pasquetta with Dolores
Only about two weeks before leaving, I invited Dolores Frank to drop everything for a while, and come meet me in Spello. I pushed her a bit, finally convinced her and helped her to book her ticket, and then left for Italy myself only days before she was arriving right behind me.
I got . . . → Read More: Dolores arrives and settles in, and then Good Friday arrives!
After so many trips here, I have a good idea of how to “roll with the punches” that come with several plane changes and unexpected delays, and I did some advance planning to get myself from my arrival in Florence directly (by train) to Spello the same night. My friend, Anne, was in the . . . → Read More: The “April Fools!” joke was on me—my plans were in shambles
I promised myself that I would get this blog done before going on to the current blogs, and I have been working on finding photos, cropping and processing them, and even taking some new, current photographs. This has been quite a chore, compared to other posts, and I think this blog will cover the . . . → Read More: By popular request, Spello “before and after” photos