Baccelli
When we heard that a local farmer was willing to bring fresh produce to our village once a week during … Continue reading Baccelli
When we heard that a local farmer was willing to bring fresh produce to our village once a week during … Continue reading Baccelli
A good friend of ours suggested housing a chicken coop and greenhouse under one roof. The greenhouse, which faces south, … Continue reading Recounting Our Chickens
The day before yesterday, I was adding fresh soil to some winter-weary plants when I heard the buzzing of thousands … Continue reading Catching a swarm
In these early mornings, we hear the call of the hoopoe as it rests here on its migration north. The … Continue reading Rewilding
Tall clumps of fresh grass stick up through the lumpy rug of snow and the pear blossoms shiver in the … Continue reading Standstill
Silence. More and more of it these days as Italy tightens the regulations around lock-down. Parks are closed, people can … Continue reading The War
Our winter has been overly warm and very wet. Every day, we take our dog for a walk up into … Continue reading Living in the midst