So Elizabet said that she would pick me up in the car and we'd go on a quick trip to a local wine shop, as well as a farm (she doesn't think the eggs in the shop are fresh enough -- ha! If she could see what poor substitutes we put up with in the States...!) for eggs and produce.
|These are wine pumps. I am NOT kidding.|
|Now I need a loaf of bread and thou!|
I went to a town nearby that has the world's smallest theatre. It's like the Teatro Municipale, but only about 6 boxes around (as opposed to about 14?) We couldn't go inside, but I saw the outside and pictures of the interior. Very sweet!
|View from the town|
|The farm store|
Oh! And the roadside stand! Picked up some oranges and strawberries. And then back home to greet kids who had ACTUALLY WORKED. A perfect morning!
|Bitter almond trees (?) in bloom|