Good Morning From Tuscany!

Well then faithful reader, after a half day of riding the bullet train rails, with speeds of 150 mph (slightly slower than the average Italian driver) and a few hours checking out the preserved head of St Catherine of Siena (really....when this fine woman died, hundreds of years ago, her body was taken to Rome, when the Siena-ites ((I'm sure that's a word)) snuck in, got her head (and a thumb), and carried these prizes in a paper bag back home, where they now are on display in the Church built in her honor....), after all of these adventures, we arrived here in the foothills of Montecino, as grateful guests of extended family member Uncle Mario Bollag.

Uncle Mario owns a vineyard that grows grapes destined to become Merlot, Syrah, and this part of Italy's star child, Brunello wines -- and -- by sheer chance, and at great personal sacrifice, we were required to try ALL of these different wines...a sacrifice I hope to repeat tonight!

We awoke to rolling hills, birds softly singing, blue skies and vineyards everywhere the eye can see. 

Missing you all and hoping you are well....

This leg of our adventure ends in one week's time....sigh!

Green as far as the eye can see

The view from the bedroom.....you could get used to this!