Arcidosso [a dream]
Monday afternoon I slept from 14 to 18.30 initterottamente. Around 18
the bells of the church began to ring, and I started a dream in slumber, it was so real.
I was in my bed in the house of Arcidosso [Monte Amiata, Grosseto], sounded the bells of 18 of the Sanctuary of the Madonna, who announced the mass. In
house smelled of milk and paste the Cimbri [pastry that was near my home].
I get out of bed and my grandmother in the kitchen that is warm milk and sweets on the table there is this round of puff pastry with apricot jam in the center. I am a child in
I dream of 7 years.
table and I start to drink milk and eat the candy, then I look out the window in the distance I see my father's car on the street that passes in front of the sanctuary, I tell my grandmother that I'm waiting for my father at the beginning of up in front of the cinema.
E 'is already cold and then in September to 18.30 is already semi-darkness, my grandmother and I put a jacket a run in front of my mother sitting on a chair in the mall in front of my house to talk to other ladies, also on chairs to "wake". So
arrival at the top of this climb and look my father coming soon after [Grosseto returning from work] takes me in his arms, let's go home, lay the suitcase and my grandmother and my mother prepare for dinner.
Then my father told me that we pick the pasta from the Cimbri for after dinner.
So hand in hand with my father go to this bakery near our house and take this paste.
Then we go home I take the jug of water and go up to the spring to fetch fresh water, have dinner, I go a little playing in front of home with the kids that live in front of me, my father tells me not to do Later that day we would go to the top.
Then return and put me to sleep in the bed with my grandmother. So I would pick him up and put in my bed and ... I wake up. Here
this was not exactly a dream, but a piece of real life than when I was a child, was unusually faithful and true, so much to me that my head just wants to relive that moment.
Arcidosso and after S.lorenzo [always near Arcidosso] I lived the best moments of my life.
First as a child, I was a lot with my grandmother, I cuddled and spoiled me with little things: blackberries, raspberries, I went to collect her, the puff pastry with jam, the crystal balls.
played in the recesses of an old medieval village, who gave and still gives the landscapes and beautiful, and when he does not play, I was at the park of the pear trees, a beautiful park full of green, with an ice cream shop which is always making delicious ice cream!
It was a very sweet and reassuring.
Autumn was beautiful then, in late September during the festival of chestnuts, chestnut polenta and ricotta sold at 1000 pounds and my father took me forever to get her.
I remember one night we had bad weather, my father brought me a jacket, I picked it up and went to buy the polenta and cheese and we ate in the house together.
Even when I was a teenager in the new house, spend time with my family, I was okay, even if I did, however, the typical things a teenager on holiday, every time there was to go with my [obviously do not simply spending] I always went with them, I preferred, I liked it and I still like being with them, my friends were less attached to parents, but I was fine.
Sometimes we went up to Abbadia S. Savior to take the "sbriciolona" a typical cake, then came home had dinner, I went out a bit, then collapsed in bed happy.
I was happy for a while, for very little.
A sweet, chat with friends on the "cross", turn to Castel del Piano and take a milk shake ...
but also spend a lot of time to wander alone in the woods ....
Now that both houses have been sold to universities and work took me to live for more than 10 years away from my family, I always feel this great nostalgia of days gone by is that of the two houses, which of the countries where I lived.
when I think gets to me a great sense of serenity.
However when I woke up I immediately called my grandmother, that poor girl is at home recovering from an operation on his thigh (his voice did me good and made you feel good me.
By the way I love my maternal grandmother!
I can not wait for Christmas and have a little vacation, spend the eve with my best friend [or maybe with my boyfriend] to watch the bonfire S. flowers [near arcirdosso note] and drinking mulled wine and eating bruschetta with. However
whole mountain Amiata has a magical aura, he feels a strong link with all the nature around ... even if it is a popular holiday destination advice to get a shot up there [in heaven for me]
