A Morning Walk along the Ridge

I wake to a chill wind and a clear sunny morning after an overcast weekend.  Lunch plus dinner each day is starting to take its toll on the waistline so a morning walk along the ridge to the next town is not a bad idea.

The sun is about to rise over the valley

Vineyards stretch up and across the hillsides

The plump fruit is ready for harvesting but the grapes are too small and with too many seeds for eating

Wildflowers abound

Back home at the villa, I wonder if the quince in our orchard will be ready for stewing before we leave.

The quince look ripe to me. Pam, how do you stew yours?

David is leaving today, so he'll definitely miss out on the quince.

Eddy, Edmundo, Jim and Michael all worked together and travelled frequently to the same meetings around the world for years. Now we come with friends from around the world to this villa in Umbria.

And 'life in the fast lane' at the villa continues . . .