Considering that the last time a "city kid" came out to the country with his dad to visit us he had quite an aversion to the smells of the country, which shouldn't be confused with those of the country club he frequently visits, I was just a bit curious to see how this would go. I'm not sure if he got a whiff of the cow across the street or the rabbits and chickens right next door, but the odor lingered with him the entire time he was here and became his (obnoxious) focus.
This little girl was so completely different. The minute the cliffs came into view she became ecstatic with delight, and in super-speed Italian relayed a hiking adventure of her family and shared how much she just wants to climb those rocks, those high and mighty cliffs. And she continued and continued without pause for breathing until I parked the car. She didn't notice the smell, but ran quickly instead to one garden, and then to the next. Oh, how beautiful! Oh, look at the tomatoes! (Fillipo has one vine that is hanging around from warmer days.) Oh, look at the roses! Oh, the little olive tree. And how many cats are here! This seven-year-old girl from the city has an expansive vocabulary of flowery Italian language that makes everything so much more lovely than reality. Her excitement filtered through me.
No country smells at all on this crisp fall afternoon. Not that we notice much any more.
|Pizzeria with Lamp Hanging from the Ceiling and Satellite and Antenna on the Rooftop|
I had expected that they would spend their time inside, exploring the dress-up box and the AG collection. Of course, they were outside the entire time, instead . . . because when you live in a palazzo in the middle of the city and you are seven . . . you think that colored chalk on the blacktop out back which is surrounded by "mountains" is the bees-knees.
|The Table is Set & Ready for Guests|
Have a super weekend. The temps here are perfect for gumbo. That's what's for dinner! Boy does that make me happy.
Ps. I've discovered that colored sidewalk chalk is not very common here. It's always a hit with Italian children. This little girl was very excited to take a few pieces of Young One's stash home with her. It's the simple things, isn't it.