The days seem to fly here in the Umbria countryside while under coronavirus lockdown. This morning started with a walk up our road… ….to the stall of our two donkeys and a…
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“We head home with the starry sky of this enchanting place in our eyes and in our hearts….and above all, the true cordiality of Anna made this vacation unforgettable. To travel is…
On Palm Sunday, even our goats had a celebratory treat: instead of just their usual hay, also some fresh grass. Peppa called me just before noon on Palm Sunday, asking anxiously, “Anna,…
As he rhthymically combs one of our cashmere goats, Pino’s full concentration certamente wards off any hint of a CPA (Coronavirus Panic Attack): Of our nineteen adult goats, fourteen are cashmere goats,…
The cheese I’m enjoying for breakfast these days is the result of a Pino project during this coronavirus lockdown: the making of goats’ milk cacioricotta. I enjoy it in the morning on…
(*Today’s blog note is a gift to my brother, Tom Robichaud, celebrating his birthday today in Madison, Wisconsin. Alone. We’re there with you, Tom. In spirit). Wild chicory as a coronavirus antidote?…
Wish a diversion to ward off a possible CPA (Coronavirus Panic Attack)? You might wish to make this new version of polpette (meatballs) – with a “Pino touch” – and then enjoy…
Christmas gifts for our family members have often been wool or cashmere sweaters purchased at the outlet store at Novella Confezioni, in the valley below Assisi: Today, Pino stopped at the nearby…
On this blog, I’ve been writing daily (nearly) notes on ways to (hopefully) ward off what I’ve dubbed a CPA (Coronavirus Panic Attack). Nature provided us a distraction today, March 15, 2020:…
At lunch today, Pino raised his vino rosso to every one of us, his closed fist affirming “lotta dura senza paura” (“a hard fight without fear”). Yes, we’re all affronting “a hard…