Cappuccino and brioche

 Leaves in hues of flaxen yellow, Russet and burnished gold,  All the Autumn colours Nourishing my soul, Crouching down among them Breathe i...

Northern Italy, October 1935      Toni looked at the back of his mother's head as she turned to stir the risotto. He was filled with ...

 Having a baby used to be a mystery, you didn't know if you were having a boy or a girl. Now so much can be revealed before the birth th...

Last night I had a strange dream about buying milk. It was all because of a song called’fatti mandare dalla mamma. 

 Foxgloves and silver stars, The moon that shines so bright, Playing in the garden In the middle of the night. Writing on my ruler So happy ...