After a little bit of a teaser last night, a bit of wind, dark clouds and some rain and hail, Mother Nature decided to grant us a nice, albeit windy first day of Spring. The past couple of weeks have been gorgeous, but we all know it's not "official" til it's "official." Just the simple knowledge that March 20th has arrived gives us a feeling of motivation, optimism and carefree spirit. The highways have been filled with motorcycles, convertibles, pedestrians, rollerbladers, cyclists and little old ladies on bicycles. Vineyards are being pruned, flowers are sprouting, and there's a general feeling of new life all around. Michael and I are excited about taking more trips to the surronding towns, and I can't wait to get Jericho out for sightseeing and listening to the natural sounds around us.
I wanted to post some of the pictures from our day trip to Este on Monday. It was a fun day, and the drive was only about 25 minutes. The scenery on the way there was beautiful; one day I will record the drive to Post, both for sharing and for keeping a great memory for the move Stateside. Just driving out here can be nerve-wracking, but the scenery all around you is calming and beautiful. Once we parked, we walked around the corner to find Castello Carrarese and an open doorway:
We found a small playground and a Jericho-sized swing:
We did some walking, strolling, talking and looking around the Castle grounds:
And we stopped for a rest and a little bit of gelato. We always stop for gelato.
On the way home, we stopped at the winery in Vo for a bottle of my favorite moscato dolce, and at a little shop close to the house for some cheese. Michael chose Asiago (the one on top); I'm a Provolone fan.
That was a good afternoon.
In other news, I've come to the realization that I have separation anxiety with Jericho. Normally, it's the child with the separation problems. In our case, I'm the one afraid to leave him with someone he doesn't know. I'm the one wondering what's going to happen if he falls and gets hurt, if he cries or gets upset and I'm not there to comfort him, or if he's tired but needs me to soothe him for sleep. Michael and I have been invited to a wedding not too far away, and we both want to go. Ok...Michael really wants to go and refuses to go without me. Surely I'm being tested on how brave a mom I can be, so I'm thinking about sticking my toe in the water and checking the temperature. The wedding is in about 3 weeks, so there's time for me to get my nerves together and think this through.
Wish me luck.
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