On an open-door day last May I did a lovely three-garden tour near Siena but only posted doors from the first garden. What was I thinking?
Is St. Patrick’s Day a sign of spring? Because yesterday it happened over here: First I saw the first rows of processionary moth caterpillars, then I heard the first hoopoe of the year (it’s a bird and you can see it here), and then I saw not one but two first poppies. March 16th, a week earlier than last year. Alas, I didn’t have my camera with me. Today I did. And there was poppy #3.
To complete the day, Luka & the Mavs won AGAIN, in Brooklyn against Luka’s friend and mentor Goran Dragić, Durant & the Nets by way of a wicked buzzerbeater by the Mavs’ latest addition Spenser Dinwiddie, his second game-winner back to back. I mean, see for yourself. The black #9 is Goran Dragić, the man who taught Luka most of his tricks, and who was Luka’s roommate and the team captain when Slovenia won the Euro Championship in 2017 without a loss.
This bursting of spring got me thinking of last spring and I realised that I still have to post doors from the other two gardens visited on one of the first post-pandemic trips last May. So far I’ve only posted doors from the gardens of Villa Cetinale. Castello Poggiarello near Sovicille was next. It wasn’t far but I got a little lost.
I managed to turn prematurely and drive on a “white road” for a while only to reach a property that didn’t know anything about any open-door day. I turned around and fled without taking any photo. That’s why I was late getting to the proper garden. When I found it, the group was ahead and I was left alone to explore by myself. Perfect.
Let’s have a look around then. The visit will finish next week. In the meantime, we only got to see the garden but have a look at how this property looks on the inside. If you are coming over, who knows, you might end up staying here.
This day in my blogging history
2015: The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering. —Tom Waits
2019: All my sunrises
To rise and sigh to sunrise,
to size rays with your eyes.
A sizzling rise from the sun
where there was none.
To be awake for the birth
of one more day is worth
rising with the sun
at least eight times.