It must have been July or August, it was hot and sunny, as it would be in Sicily at this time of the year. I was about 10 years old, wearing a white t-shirt with pink stripes and a jeans skirt that my gran had made especially for me. I was happy. I went to… Continue reading Zio Pippo
Tag: Sicily
Brides, Burlesque and Bluegrass
At last! Blogging again. Not that I think anyone has particularly missed my posts, but I have missed writing, a lot. I’ve been going around with ideas in my head that I just wanted to put out there. Why so difficult? Fortunately, I have good excuses, and they are nice too! First, I got a ∞
