Umbria: Give Me a Minute, Will You?

MikeachimItaly22 Comments

Right now, I’m lost in time. I’m stood on a hillside. Heat hisses, in a way I remember from my Cypriot childhood (aha! I’m in the Mediterranean). Everything smells fresh in a way household cleaning products never could. Somebody is picking asparagus – not out of a tin – out the ground.