I adoped a vine...
Yes, I know, it seems nuts, but there is a method to my madness, you just have to drink a whole lot of wine to understand.
posted by ~Sparrow | Sunday, September 28, 2008
American Girl in Italy
How does the blue mold get in Gorgonzola? Have you ever heard the rocks at Castiglioncello sing and why do writers always seek solace in Italy? Time for me to find the answers to these and see, if in doing so, I also find my home.
About Me
- Name: ~Sparrow
- Location: Rome, RM, Italy
i am actually the lost royal heir to the small kingdom of Birundi...having been secreted away by my wet nurse when mean overlords arrived turning our little known, yet terribly chic fiefdom into a nasty republic. now my people sit glued with their eyes glazed.....dreaming of distant IRA's and stock options, having long forgotten the taste of sweet green olive oil and the scent of rosemary.
- In the world of on-line dating
- An artist's approach....
- The Surgeon
- Repeating Themes
- When English isn't expressive enough......
- Everyone's Muse
- Wine and well...more wine.
- The Perils of Policlinico
- Leaving Behind Something Good
- When a House can be a home
28 September 2008
1 Comments:
I want to adopt one too! ;-)
Lydna...one day we will be making our own wine...from adopted grapes. I promise!
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