Archivi tag: Living in Langhe

Briggs and Stratton – a lesson in the value of a second-hand mower

“Can I sit on it?” he asked. A question from a 15-year-old interested in buying our old ride-on lawn mower, affectionately known here as the “trattorino”. Red, cuts grass. “It’s the 11hp Briggs and Stratton, right?”. We confirm and the … Continua a leggere

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Waiting for the white lady

Still Nothing As still as Snow We wait for the falling Of snow There is a hint in the air A sparkle Tiny falling shards Suggest she is coming We wait and watch Maybe in our sleep She will arrive … Continua a leggere

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I live in a cloud

Living in a cloud can take you to the highest of heights, above the clouds on sunny crisp days after the fog when it’s just you and Monviso and a happy world above that billowing white further down the hill. … Continua a leggere

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Snow lambs

The soothing, comforting chinking of the bells belies the danger. It’s late for lambs. Their bleating fills this little hillside with ideas of motherhood and domesticity. To be broken only by the occasional shout of the shepherds, a whistle or … Continua a leggere

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The black cat from Valle Talloria

I got to him before he could be dismembered all over the road, the poor thing. In my distress I couldn’t bring myself to touch him, but I guessed he was still warm. I had been driving down the road … Continua a leggere

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