Sunday, February 23, 2014
As another month speeds by it was yet again time for the monthly farmer's market in Trevi. As normal, I was present with my wonderful olive oil but this month had decided to do a double header and also do the antique, collectable, any old rubbish market that takes place in the adjacent Piazza.
Having done a bit of life laundry I had a number of CD's that required a new owner(s).
So Rachel was charged with olive oil sales and I with convincing the probably skeptical Trevi public of the merit of 80's/90's music from an English/American perspective.
Total sales. €25.50 for Rachel and a measly €4.00 for me. I was glad to have avoided the charge of €4.50 to have a stall.
Sounds poor, and it is, but this a night out at our local pizza emporium with wine……………
Onward and upwards.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Trip to Perugia today. L'Artista to take in an exhibition and take seemingly random but wonderful images such as said above.
I, instead was on an olive oil selling mission which went very well indeed. So a good day for everyone at Casa Margherita.
On a separate note, don't forget to raise a glass to Bagpuss who turns 40 today.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Sunday, February 9, 2014
This is the scene below Casa Margherita where someone is wielding a chainsaw and bringing an old abandoned olive grove back into production. Always a pleasure to see but it will be a few years before they are back into full production.
When groves such as these are brought back into production it is often impossible to prune back to something so they cut the truck about 1.5 metres above the ground and will then develop 3 or 4 branches to produce a bowl shape from this cut point.
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Friday, February 7, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
January marks the end of the hunting season and so for the next seven months you are safe to wander the groves and hills of Umbria knowing that these hunting hides are empty.Mostly these are much better hidden than this one here.
One time Rachel almost had her head blown off by a neighbour as she walked up to her studio unaware that there was a hide hidden just off her route.