My itinerary listed today as my day off. Initially when I read that, my busy, to-do list, non-stop personality, went into panic. Back home a day off meant from work, but chores and to-dos of my normal routine filled my “day off”. So what was I going to do, by myself, on a day off in Italy?
First off, I slept in late…for me, 9am. My room is very dark and the morning sun was completely hidden behind my French doors. I actually jumped awake worried I had missed something, then realized…this was my day off. Honestly I had to lie there and convince myself to enjoy doing … whatever comes my way. Il bel far niente, “the beauty of doing nothing”.
Ask my children, friends and family…I don’t do “doing nothing” well. I can do lots of things very well, simultaneously in fact, but not “doing nothing”. So after my breakfast, which I was treated to momma’s homemade marbled cake (I felt very special to hear that) my cappuccino and croissant, I forced my way into relaxation with my morning yoga.
With this view before me, tranquility set in pretty quickly.
So off I went to adventure, do nothing….and found this sign on the entrance to the town’s church, Santa Maria Assunta….
May my life be richer and happier…I think it just has become.
I remember my first confession…
I wonder who gets to sit way up there….
Now feeling so at peace, I walked and shopped and when hunger hit, I spotted those cute hanging tomatoes and my lunch plans were decided!
Back at my villa, I decided to break from my day, like they do in Italy. I picked the basil leaves right off the plant on my terrace. Simple, perfect, life can’t get any better than this!
Oh, yes it can…gelato on my afternoon walk about town and my first espresso in Italy!
Drank like a true Italian would, standing at the bar, swirled my cup, and drank it all down!
I have so enjoyed sharing my day with you. The sun has set, it’s time to get dressed for dinner. My very first time dining alone..ever..and it’s in Italy! Wish me luck!
I love being in the kitchen. Early mornings, soft music, a hot espresso. Easing into the preparation of delicious meals. Glancing through cookbooks, gathering inspiration and planning my day. I look forward to the cycles of the seasons, the pleasures of tasting and savoring and sharing this with those dear to me. Weekends are special to me as my week days are often rushed, but still I create the ambiance, light the candles, set the table and uncork the wine.