{quilt} while you're ahead

55//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.

It's our last day, nonno and the boys have gone off to do more archery, whilst nonna and I drove to the nearby Monterchi to see the famous painting by Piero della Francesca called 'La Madonna del Parto'. Absolutely stunning. (I would give you a link but I'm posting from my iPad using blogsy and I haven't discovered how to attach a link yet... If anybody knows...)

 

It rained so we didn't get the chance to walk around the old medieval village...

We saw this instead:

Magical.

54//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.

Food.

 

 

53//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.

As a mother of three boys it was only a matter of time before I found myself in a place like this:

I discovered that the same child who doesn't remember his school bag in the morning knows the names of all the models on display. A serious case of selective memory.

(that, by the way is how small a real Formula One car is... bonkers, don't you think)

The same child didn't have a problem with concentration either. Focus was his middle name.

Did you know... That the Ferrari Dino is the only Ferrari that doesn't have the badge with rampant horse?

The badge says 'Dino' instead; he was Enzo Ferrari's only son who died in his early twenties.

(6hrs in the car to look at cars for two hours... Need I say more?)

 

51//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.

Another day another sport.

Nonno gave the boys an archery lesson.

Once again no live animal or person was hurt in the pursuit of this ancient and noble activity.

However I won't be surprised if they all start wearing green tights and sporting feathers in their hats...

Robin Hood Robin Hood riding through the glen

Robin Hood Robin Hood with his band of men.....

 

50//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.

The snow is gone. We went fishing for carps.

 

 

No 2 caught this beast.

You'll be glad to know it was a catch and release type of place... No fish was seriously harmed and they all lived to be caught another day.

49//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.

When you wake up to this...

You might be forgiven if you rush out with only one sock!

Glorious.

 

48//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.

Yes, it snowed on Easter Sunday.

47//2012

Postcards from Tuscany.
Quiet days.

46//2012

Postcards from Tuscany
A trip in town under the rain.

A quiet walk alone under the oasis of peace of my cheap umbrella.

(... And a spot of shopping...)

45//2012

Postcards from Tuscany
(nonno and No 3 transplanting bonsai trees)