The continuing adventures of June Finnigan, her Man, and Farty Barty the cat.
Well, here we are again at the top of a New Year and looking forward to a
gentle slide down through the seasons in Beautiful Tuscany. For years
we had gigantic Christmas trees, however, that was when we had
properties to match. Now a small tree takes pride of place on our
former dining table, in the sitting room of our lovely little hillside
villa. Christmas markets were on in most towns and villages. In
Florence, one could visit the German (yes German) Christmas market,
which is hugely popular. Germany is said to host the best markets in
Europe! However, I do like to support the local shops, where things are
very much the same as thirty years ago in England. Small shopkeepers
still somehow survive and their window displays are lovely.
delighted to discover Richmond’s English Shop in Viarregio. It is too
far away for us to visit; however, they sent me an lovely goodies box,
which included Christmas Crackers, Mince Pies, Bird’s Custard, and
Daddy’s Brown Sauce & Colman’s Mince Sauce. I have been drizzling
the mint sauce over everything!
The Chianti countryside in December took on a gold, brown, and silver
green glow. The sun was a russet gold and the light fantastic. Mornings
of bright warm sunshine and freezing fog in the valleys below, made for
some fantastic photos and lovely walks through the hills. These hills
are not only vineyards and olive groves; in fact, a large area is made
up of steep hillsides covered in mixed woodland and quite a few sheer
crumbling inland cliffs...