Back round again

To the house where it all started near Poppi in the Casentino. Glorious spring in full swing after some thundery rain. The light cleared and the colours so intense.

Exhausted I went home thinking that maybe the puzzle was solved. That the giddy excitement of the right choice might actually stick overnight and not reveal itself as a doubt-filled stack of Tuscan stone in the morning.

On the way back a wine shop selling draught wines. Do you know how long it takes to fill a bottle with prosecco from a tap without spilling any? Long enough. Seven varied bottles for €20.