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The Tactical Knife

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TO THE HILLS

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Only a few standing stones where there was once a castle  and where many once lived. Time pulled them down, stones and castle and all who lived here. To The Hills by James Morgan Ayres   It could be like … Continue reading->

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Sunset over Le Marche

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Sunset over Le Marche, a remote area of Italy where I’ve been sojourning, a region my Roman friends call “Tuscany without the tourists.”

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A Dark Encounter

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We had another heart stopping experience last night when confronted with yet another fearsome creature, a giant beast, a bristly wild boar with evil red eyes and dripping fangs in our neighbor’s olive grove. Or something like that. Actually, there’s … Continue reading->

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Calabrone

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Narrowly escaped death today. Stepped out the door half awake early this morning around 11:30 and ran smack into a creature from the deepest pit of hell as it was devouring a small animal it had stashed in the wall … Continue reading->

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Festa

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Last evening we went up and over the mountain to a nearby village. It was the first day of a week-long festa: band doing rock and roll, colored lights, food, wine, laughing people, kids running wild. Great fun. The festa … Continue reading->

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A BRIEF EXCURSION

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Yesterday we drove down the mountain on winding roads to the seaside. The color of the Adriatic here shades from pale aqua to turquoise to deep lapis starting at the beach and going out about a mile. There were a … Continue reading->

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Monteleone, Le Marche, Italy

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We are surrounded by green velvet rolling hills that rise up to mountains. Arrival There’s a word the Italian’s use that perfectly describes our trip: puerca-miserie: pig misery. Jammed into the torture devices the airlines pass off as seats for … Continue reading->

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