Today is forecast to reach the high thirties, as I write the birds are singing, and the Apennine mountains in the distance are glazed with a fine heat haze, and there is not a cloud in the sky.
Yesterday the guys worked hard and got the footings finished for the second garden wall, now waiting for them to dry before proceeding with the stones. Strange, along with my daily plant watering ritual I had to water the footings last night so they didn’t dry out too quickly.
Last night there was not even the slightest breeze, utter peace, bright stars, the plough is very much in evidence overhead. We feasted off steaks cooked on the barbecue and sat out late slowly sipping a fine Sagrantino di Montefalco