What’s an Abandoned Wife To Do?
While MTM rode in L’Eroica, I stayed behind. Several things contributed to my poor disposition, and I thought a day lounging around a Tuscan villa on a mountaintop in a medieval town might cure me.
Villa Sassolini dates to the 1400′s, though the general property is mapped in feudal records. A wealthy Florentine widow fled here after her husband was murdered. I can almost hear her wail in the wee hours, when I get up to visit the bathroom. I am convinced she stayed in my quarters. It has the best view.
Some pictures from Moncioni, a tiny place I highly recommend as a base for a visit to Tuscany.
The street outside the gates of Villa Sassolini.
A view from the backside of town:
Tuscan sun and sky:
I think I stole a few olives:
Afternoon view from my window:
While MTM was out riding, I was included in a big Italian lunch party and fourteenth birthday celebration that raged for hours. I wish I knew what they said to me, but I understood when they offered me birthday cake, I was one of them.
The raging widow would approve.