In a field one summer’s day a Grasshopper was hopping about, chirping and singing to its heart’s content. An Ant passed by, bearing along with great toil an ear of corn he was taking to the nest. “Why not come and chat with me,” said the Grasshopper, “instead of toiling…
Summer is late. Lettuce and rocket are growing slowly in the garden, shy yellow zucchini flowers play hide and seek behind the green furry leaves. Tomatoes have just leaves, not even flowers, but if I rub those leaves between my fingers I’m instantly thrown back into the lazy days of…
In my childhood dreams I would move on my own before my thirtieth birthday with a caring and beautiful husband who would resemble my father in every aspect. He would be able to build a shelf, hang a picture on the wall, fix the broken heating right when it's snowing outside and…
We need some refreshment in this awkward summer. Hot as ever, it reminds the summer of a few decades ago, when the people used to gather along the river and near the old Roman thermal baths to enjoy the shade of old oak trees and the chill water of the spring, feeling…
When in the afternoon I need a break to lighten up my mind and warm up my hands and my spirit, I put the kettle on the fire and brew a flavored black tea. The cardamom black tea is my latest passion. When it comes to food, I am a…
When a month ago I took the first breath of the evening fresh air and looked at my four weeks of holidays unwinding in front of my eyes, I suddenly felt a child again, full of projects and ideas scribbled down on sheets of notebook paper. The time expanded and…
Sunday. Sleepy, slow, lazy, hidden in the shadow of the closed window blinds to keep out the heat, walking barefoot to get the fresh sensation from the terracotta tiles, a movie that goes in the background, a book, a fan... then it's 6 o'clock in the afternoon and we start…
