Another spectacular sunset last night, and a breath-taking moon rising in the east. As pretty a night as anyone could ask for. And another lovely meal out on the patio.
Earlier I heard pheasants calling. It’s a sound I haven’t heard in years as the ones I used to see around home are gone. We heard some other bird while having dinner–a night bird, but nobody could identify the sound.
A good, strong yoga practice this morning. After I joined BW, and had a pink grapefruit for breakfast. Delish.
The others have gone off exploring–the castle in Sarteano, I believe is the goal. I opted to stay back and write. A nice chunk done here in the quiet.
Now I think I’ll forage in the fabulous kitchen for a little lunch, and eat outside, read a book. I think I’ll have a glass of wine with that!
Warmer today, and less breezy–a beautiful afternoon for eating, drinking and reading.