It's harvest time and summer is gone leaving the pace to autumn. No, I'm not excited about autumn arriving at all with its cold temperatures and the following winter, but about harvest... yes I am! It reminds me a lot of when I was a child and grandpa used to harvest his vines of "uva… Continue reading Skin Contact
There comes a time in everyone's life when you need to make choices. Regardless of how important they are or what they are about, they always take you out of your comfort zone. Sometimes we indulge in situations - even when we don't like them too much - just because we're too afraid (or lazy,… Continue reading Choices: my time for reds!
July has arrived and these long, warm, sunny days are a real energy boost: summer has always been my favourite season among all, even when temperatures rise up to sticky 40°. I love the feeling of the burning sand under your feet and the salty aftertaste of the sea when you go swim, or walking… Continue reading Grow baby, grow!
I find it curious how one of the things I like the most, wine, requires such a huge amount of patience: a quality that isn't one of my strong points, I must admit. I mean: i am the one who is made fun of in the office because at times I can be polemical or… Continue reading Thank you for the patience!
The Mille Miglia is a world-famous memorial car race that takes place in Italy every year, from 1927, with only a few years in which it didn't run. Cars drive through an open-road circuit from Brescia to Rome and back, for total of more or less 1600km, 1000 Roman Miles - and that is where… Continue reading Vintage magic
Sunday it was "mother's day" here and, just like every year, we spent it together and, just like every year, she was moved almost to tears when I arrived at her place with a flower bouquet for her. And, I mean: isn't it just like the bare minimum?? I'm not a mother and I believe… Continue reading Mom in a glass
It is, finally, the first sunny Saturday in May. I breath deeply. The air starts to feel warm again and I walk throught my city's streets determined to go up there, to that place that is one of my heart's. I really like Spring. I keep on walking, climbing the little stairs: they're so many,… Continue reading Spring and Chablis