La terra bassa

The earth is low down. Better tell your back.

The rain came and the temp tumbled to 6C. Like a fool I cut grass as it fell having earlier divided hostas and irises to make a wee bed for my queen.

I had artisan Mortadella, steak, two purple artichokes on the griddle, a young pecorino and good bread and wine fae my tea. Watched The Highwaymen on Netflix (I’m a sucker for Woody Harrelson) which felt right on a cold wet Casentino night.

God only knows what is going on in the Lords but one hopes right (and not the odious Mark Francois) will prevail. So to speak.