bits and pieces of nothing
We went to the market in Misterbianco this morning. I don't want anyone to get jealous, now, but we got 20 peach colored roses for 2 Euro (that's $2.60 American)-----okay, I really do want you to be jealous. They look beautiful in our living room. We also got provelone cheese, swiss cheese, strawberries, onions, kiwi, etc. for almost pennies.
We love to shop the market on Saturday. The vendors are starting to recognize us and stop to chat a bit. The man who has the stand with yarn always has a great story to tell us about his friend Filipo who used to work at the naval base and speaks English.....too bad this man doesn't. And we don't speak enough Italian to get much of what he says. So, we smile politely, try to match our facial expressions to his and nod a lot. Sometimes his wife will repeat what he said more slowly but it doesn't help us much. We don't understand Italian slowly any more than we do when they speak quickly.
We love to shop the market on Saturday. The vendors are starting to recognize us and stop to chat a bit. The man who has the stand with yarn always has a great story to tell us about his friend Filipo who used to work at the naval base and speaks English.....too bad this man doesn't. And we don't speak enough Italian to get much of what he says. So, we smile politely, try to match our facial expressions to his and nod a lot. Sometimes his wife will repeat what he said more slowly but it doesn't help us much. We don't understand Italian slowly any more than we do when they speak quickly.
I have learned that the University of Maryland has Italian classes on base. I'll go soon to see if I can get in for a summer session.
We recently bought a "fresco" (a painting on stone) reproduction of a wall painting from 1511. We put it in the bedroom but it doesn't really show up well with our blue plaid comforter so we're slowly changing the bedroom colors to gold and cream to show it off. First we bought some long sheer gold curtains to form a drapery over the bed to serve as sort of a headboard since we don't have one. Next we'll buy a new comforter--the present one is about ten years old and the stitching is coming out so it's about time. Since that's the extent of our decorating our bedroom will then be gold and cream.
The oranges are about gone, now. The trees have already blossomed (see Mike's blog) and now there are tiny orange buds appearing. We do miss the orange juice every day and the smell of the orange blossoms but next year we'll have them again.
The dog (Bullet, not Bizmark) has a new hobby......Sitting on the top of our car. I would love to get a good photo
of him up there to put on the blog but when he hears the door open (and he has ears like a .....something and can hear the click of the door no matter how quiet we try to be) he "shoots" around to the door to welcome us. The only way I got this one was to open the back bathroom window and screen and just wait for him to get on the car. Anyway, he jumps up on the hood of the car then on to the top to sit and look out over his domain. It took us a couple of days to figure out how we were getting muddy dog prints on our windshield.
We recently bought a "fresco" (a painting on stone) reproduction of a wall painting from 1511. We put it in the bedroom but it doesn't really show up well with our blue plaid comforter so we're slowly changing the bedroom colors to gold and cream to show it off. First we bought some long sheer gold curtains to form a drapery over the bed to serve as sort of a headboard since we don't have one. Next we'll buy a new comforter--the present one is about ten years old and the stitching is coming out so it's about time. Since that's the extent of our decorating our bedroom will then be gold and cream.
The oranges are about gone, now. The trees have already blossomed (see Mike's blog) and now there are tiny orange buds appearing. We do miss the orange juice every day and the smell of the orange blossoms but next year we'll have them again.
The dog (Bullet, not Bizmark) has a new hobby......Sitting on the top of our car. I would love to get a good photo
of him up there to put on the blog but when he hears the door open (and he has ears like a .....something and can hear the click of the door no matter how quiet we try to be) he "shoots" around to the door to welcome us. The only way I got this one was to open the back bathroom window and screen and just wait for him to get on the car. Anyway, he jumps up on the hood of the car then on to the top to sit and look out over his domain. It took us a couple of days to figure out how we were getting muddy dog prints on our windshield. His other new thing also involving the car and muddy footprints is to run around the yard playing with his ball or shoe (both of which he stole from Antonio's yard). He runs in a big circle, drops the toy, runs another big circle through the carport. Jumps on the car, runs the length then takes a flying leap to hit the toy and make it jump. What a dog. We could get upset and yell at him but since the car has a big dent in the side and drives through air with volcanic dust in it all the time he couldn't possibly hurt the paint job anymore that it's already getting just being here. Besides that, this game means he's not eating the irrigation tubing Giusseppi has on the orange trees...or the gardner's water hose...or his food dish...or the....or the.... You get the idea. He's a puppy.
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