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The Beauty of the Tuscan Hillsides by Don Doman
I love the mornings best in Tuscany . . . okay, and the late afternoons and evenings, too.
I kept thinking that I wanted to see a gentle rain with a slight wind blowing the long dark green grasses in flight across the wavelike hills, but after a few April days I was content to watch the fog and dew complete their tasks of irrigating the Tuscan Garden of Eden.
We had a window in our bedroom at The Castello di Pastine (www.pastine.it/), which looked out over the rolling hills, so each day began and ended with the perfect watercolor world of the country side.
There is a large veranda or terrace (15 x 45 ft) just to the right of our window. The view is similar as from our bedroom, but much wider. Looking off to our left I ccould see San Gimignano with it's many towers and off to the right is a church spire, which rings the half hour and hours. It's partially hidden by trees on its hilltop a mile or two away, but the gongs easily reached us.
In between the view left and right are vineyards, plowed fields, olive groves, grasses, houses and buildings gathered near other hilltops, villages, estates, and cypress trees. Connecting all of these various features is a snake of trees, which curls around whole ravines and sometimes swallows whole hilltops as it swirls around farms making varigated borders.
At our castello, I could see how the work gets done, but on the other estates I didn't have a clue. At our villa everyone worked (except of us of course) from thousands of honeybees to maids and gardeners. The huge black and orange honeybees pollinated blossoms of flowers and trees as well as herbs.
Although we never saw any deer, the signs along roads warn of their proliferation. I've seen hawks, and plenty of birds. Two friends noted hearing cuckoos and another friend and I heard pheasants during a morning walk. And of course each morning I was greeted with the crows of local roosters, but then what could be a better sound to accompany the rural landscape?
Watching the sun go down was always a time to stop and stare at the beauty. Of course the best place to watch the sunset was on the terrace where you could take in a hundred and eighty degrees of joy and wonder.
About the Author
Don Doman is a published author, video producer, and corporate trainer. He owns the business training site Ideas and Training (www.ideasandtraining.com), which he says is the home of the no-hassle "free preview" for business training videos. Don and his wife Peg also travel in the Pacific Northwest and around the world writing of their fun and adventures. You can read their stories at Vacation Adventures (www.vacationadventures.us)
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