Ok ok I know it’s been forever. It’s been a while. It’s been a long time.
I’m sitting on our craigslist leather couch watching Lord of the Rings on a very lazy Sunday morning. Colton is hanging out on the floor playing video games, I have smittenkitchen 40 min brownies in the oven, and Molly is outside on our snow covered porch, keeping watch over the house.
The transition to Tarryall has been one of the most easy I’ve ever made. This time last year I had already moved out of Annalisa’s house in Quinzano d'Oglio and moved in with Claudia and her family. I miss the winter in Brescia, my lessons on Thanksgiving, and the many students I had who could barely remember if Squanto was a fruit or a famous native american figure.
Some mornings I still have dreams about walking the streets of Florence. I may lose my phone at least 3 times a day and have difficulty recalling music lyrics, but I could paint you a detailed picture of my walk from Emilia’s house on Gabriele D'Annunzio all the way to Piazza della Signoria. I am very happy where I am now, but I will always go back. Maybe in a year, maybe in two.
Our days here are always different, some are rife with the frustrating ordeals of winter plumbing, others are pleasant. I wake up every morning and trudge down to the barn to break the ice and water the horses. Every day Colton and I wade our way through emails and DRA/CDGRA brochure requests, phone calls from telemarketers.
I know all the people who work at Springshosting (domain-website registrar) by name and talk with them at least once a week. I downloaded photoshop cc and put all of my studio art multi media prowess to good use.
We are doing well. Life is good. We have horses. I made a snow angel.