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| Our new destination |
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| Misha and I out exploring |
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| Happy gras eaters |
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| Outside lunches |
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| Our Tuscan garden |
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| From the top of the hill |
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| Our garden with lavender and olive trees |
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| Sunset in Tuscany |
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| Workout morning |
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| Carneval in Viareggio |
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| Hanging out |
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| Princesses |
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| Mummy clowns |
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| Obama with Osama in the hat |
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| underwater joy |
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| Dance, smile, sing |
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| Picnic in the garden |
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| Misha |
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| Spring fairy |
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| The king and his crown |
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| We are celebrating uncle Christian's 40th B-day |
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| Dinner in the garden |
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| The Bratsberg's from Norway visiting |
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| Magnolia |
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| smile |
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| The muffins |
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| Hanging out with Rosy and Lola at the western farm |
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| Biking around Lucca |
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| Our gelato piazza in Lucca |
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| Practicing for derby |
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| m&m |
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| The gelato flavoured boys |
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| The king needs a rest |
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| Helene and Co visiting |
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| The king out strolling |
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| Our favorite farm with four happy puppies |
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| This will never leave my heart |
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| The hikers having a rest |
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| Shreks donkey |
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| Benyamin |
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| Bagni di Lucca |
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| Baked chicken with Tuscan treats |
The house was so cosy and charming with all the homy details that you wish for after a long travel. Tuscan yellow bedsheets with grandma patterns, oilskin table cloths, purple candles and naked burlesque women neatly framed in all the bedrooms. We had longed for the countryside and we got what we wished for. Rolling, green hills, the terracotta colored houses, the flower pots filled with pink potion, windy roads and Italian farmers in their panda cars equipped with garden scissors at least one barking dog and a smiling wife with a brown skirt, not a full row of teeth and a big bum.
The area around the house was just a stroll in wonderland. My morning walks went up all the hills and then through the forest, saying good morning to the horses on the hill. Teasing the barking dogs behind the fence. Smiling at the busy farmers. Storing the loud bird singing, the view and the hardworking spring blowing green life into the landscape on my hard disc. Stopping for some meditation and yoga poses on a hill, cuddling with the dogs at my favorite farm and coming home to the most adorable husband who made the best breakfast plus two happy bohemian kids with messy hair and excited voices.
The Carnival in Viereggio was a colour feast. Huge installations with smoke, sound and happiness. Couples in their best age had princesses and cowboys in strollers while the dads had no problem dressing up as a cute panda bear or a fuzzy light blue bear and the mother in a pink rabbit outfit.
The atmosphere is very different from Sicily. More gentle, proper, private.
We had lots of friends come and see us in our house. We celebrated uncle Christian 40th B-day, Christine had kept it a surprise for weeks. We made chocolate heaven, sang, jumped in the puddles and blew at least forty balloons. The Bratsberg's arrived shortly after and I was inspired by Ingrid's great water consume. The kids where so happy to have friends to play with. The last week Helene, Kaj and the boys came. We had a great time. We had a day hike in the hills one day, we rode horses in Bagni di Lucca with Rose and we played and ate gelato in Lucca.
Thank you Tuscany for revealing all your beauty, hidden treasures, fresh smell, great tasting food, and happy people.
