From The Age, Saturday 5 May 2012.
I’ve been raving about the wonders of Autumn for a few weeks now. I can’t stop marvelling at the myriad ways Melbourne takes advantage of Autumn’s natural beauty.
This morning, a serendipitous breakfast moment occurred in my kitchen. Summer/autumn food met winter food (suddenly appropriate after the weekend’s drop in temperature).
Behold, grilled figs with porridge:
Oh my goodness, I have so much to post. Today, as Jess and I were doing something fun she said, “This is another thing to post about! How will you keep up?”
There is no better place to begin than the beginning, so without further delay, I present the first installment of stories from my European sojourn.
First stop: Rome. We were staying right near Gianicolo and when I ‘discovered’ it on my first day I couldn’t believe my luck (I didn’t know it was there so stumbling up a hill to a view like this felt like quite a discovery)
I realise now that these pictures don’t offer the best view, but I like the trees in them.
You can’t really see that clearly on these small photos, but the mountains in the background had SNOW on them! The weather was glorious and yet we could see snow. At that point in the trip, the snow feature on my blog seemed wildly meteorologically inaccurate. Little did I know what was to come.
I don’t know how the sky was suddenly so blue, but it was.
MJ in the lovely autumn leaves.
Oh autumn I love you.
A puppet show. Yes, a sunny weekend afternoon puppet show.
I could have stayed on that hill forever. Look at the roads leading up. They even make me want to drive a car so I can drive up and experience the hill in all its manifestations.
Look what I found on the way up:
Remind you of anything?
If you answered:
Next installment – The Non-Catholic Cemetary in Rome