One Night in Siena…

…is not enough. That’s what happens when you set up a trip in ignorance, which seems pretty much a given when you are in fact ignorant about your destination: things that look great on paper suddenly don’t make much sense. Oh, well. I’d been planning  my second trip to Italy before I departed for this one, so no big deal: Siena is alive and well and in my future. Continue reading

Not My Garden, but Italy: Part One

This is a story of a dream deferred long enough. I’d worn out every sensible reason for postponing Italy when, as will happen, my 60th birthday arrived. In my mind, birthdays involving a zero demand special attention. “You know what I want, right?” I found myself asking my dear husband Floyd. Continue reading