The method of weighing your refuse at the dump is so wonderfully old world, like how nursing mothers used to use a baby scale to measure how much milk baby was getting by weighing the infant before and after. So practical, precise and foolproof. Love it.
Yes. But so bizarre. We aren’t used to call the wildlife coming along for the ride to the dump either. Our wildlife runs away. Italian wildlife is ‘where’s the party?!’ Like your tree lizard thing ( iguana! Couldn’t remember the name) in Key West! So cool.
Hysterical! I can relate to some many statements — my hubby also complains when my toe nails get long (which he calls “mule skinners!”) — we also traverse between our loved homesteads (currently heading to heavenly Tennessee) and just went through the cleaning out and clearing out process. Always bittersweet to leave one set of friends for another!
I see you subscribed to my Substack. As soon as I can get someone to help me think through it, I will write. Otherwise, my blog still exists at www.carolhiestand.com. I have published on there for quite a while, either, sigh. But I am plugging along on my life story
Well done! I moved to substack as it took me roughly 3 days to upload photos- but having spent ages choosing my website font (bodoni- poor man’s Valentino- turns out you can’t have it on substack!) Me too, the books are gradually taking shape. Love and hugs x
The method of weighing your refuse at the dump is so wonderfully old world, like how nursing mothers used to use a baby scale to measure how much milk baby was getting by weighing the infant before and after. So practical, precise and foolproof. Love it.
Yes. But so bizarre. We aren’t used to call the wildlife coming along for the ride to the dump either. Our wildlife runs away. Italian wildlife is ‘where’s the party?!’ Like your tree lizard thing ( iguana! Couldn’t remember the name) in Key West! So cool.
Hysterical! I can relate to some many statements — my hubby also complains when my toe nails get long (which he calls “mule skinners!”) — we also traverse between our loved homesteads (currently heading to heavenly Tennessee) and just went through the cleaning out and clearing out process. Always bittersweet to leave one set of friends for another!
Yes it really is, mule skinners! Love it! Are you fully in TN now? I’m on a train charging from Wales to the south…
as usual, you made me chuckle, smile and grin. It sounded so beautiful i didn't want to leave Italy either. Thanks for the day-brightener
Thank you so much Carol!
I see you subscribed to my Substack. As soon as I can get someone to help me think through it, I will write. Otherwise, my blog still exists at www.carolhiestand.com. I have published on there for quite a while, either, sigh. But I am plugging along on my life story
Well done! I moved to substack as it took me roughly 3 days to upload photos- but having spent ages choosing my website font (bodoni- poor man’s Valentino- turns out you can’t have it on substack!) Me too, the books are gradually taking shape. Love and hugs x
The foot doctor had a charming and subtle bedside manner.
He did indeed!
Literally laughed out loud. 😆♥️😘
That makes me so happy! (We have just been caught skinny dipping by the gardener and his dog-oppps!)
🤣😂😆