Grilli (Crickets) of Tuscany​

It was a mere fifteen minutes after seeing him leave the Casale (house) when my husband quietly reappeared from the yard. As he gently shut the chestnut doors behind him, he said with a look of disbelief; “I can’t concentrate, I have tried to read the same chapter of my book over and over again, … Continue reading Grilli (Crickets) of Tuscany​