Bailey Alexander: Dreams from Northern Italy
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Let the Vendemmia begin
The wine harvest is such a major event. All those little red and black buckets lined up in between the vines may appear minor; but there’s thousands everywhere. Spilling over with grapes or when ignored, they tip over, waiting for the pickers and their various scissors to pay attention to them once again. We give…
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Summer came and went
Two weeks of extraordinary heat. The rest of the summer was cooler than usual with periodic rain, constantly, or so it seemed. And those storms! Exclamation marks each and every one of them, dramatic; then done. Arrivederci summer, vacation and all that. Time for ‘rientro’ as they say; back to work.
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Nuance of life on a balcony
How it started – – how it’s going I plant my trumpets, these sundavilles, on several balconies; only one allows them to flourish. They’re fine on others, but there is such nuance, including lighting, water, angle, wind. On the lake, this season – they exploded.
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My Degas dancer, a talisman for 3 decades
“For six years we attended the ballet and sat side by side in the center, in our front row seats. Muv had her favorite dancers and so did I, yet there was nothing to debate like when attended the theater, here, we just sat in complete awe. One night Norman Durkee invited us backstage, he…
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if you are not moved by what you see; change what you see
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what about the things my feet have seen…
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how it started, how it’s going
our mandevilla on the lake, so strong and deeply pink; with dozens of trumpets!
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When reciprocal; life’s twice as nice
Garda was our first home in Europe circa 2002. Her floral ensemble in summer is impeccable. In winter, when the tourists leave; I’m in love. But it wasn’t always that way. And I grew up with the romance of mountains and water together forever, in Seattle – but over there, you’ve time to adjust, they’re…
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Gigi, Gastone and the Goddesses
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eating the most beautiful piece of fish underneath a door in the middle of a wall
Eventually you settle into your favorite restaurant. The place you both love, close by and never disappoints. Actually, one could say that about allot of restaurants here on Lake Garda. Environs, outrageously pretty, ancient. We happen to love this one. Reasonable, and always special. An ancient castle residence called La Colombera, a corner of paradise…
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