The Bank; the Chestnuts.

The bank is the test. Clearing this near vertical wall that was maybe the back wall of a long off land slip is a challenge. Too hot in summer. Too clay slippery in winter. Castagne falling from our one productive tree. Bought three more from a nursery.

So i coloured it in those WWII colours. I half expect an exhausted GI to emerge from his foxhole.

Picked up the last walnuts. Bought cheese and 10% cider at a little Farmers’ market in Poppi. Chatted with the Appenini. Hearts lifted by three year old Lisa dancing.

Calabrese looking bonny