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so good to be home!

We arrived back in sweet Virginia on Friday for a long weekend with family.  There are few places I love more than my parents’ living room with my sisters, brother, parents, hubby, and baby around me.  Oh, and Sona, our 15-year-old (!) puppy, who somehow weaseled her way onto the rug… again.

For a few days, many members of our family were back together for just a little while.  Emily and Julia back from college, Eric over for dinner after a long week of work, my grandparents in town to visit, Elliott reunited with everyone after his year-long deployment.*  These moments are rare and precious, I realize now, and I treasure them.  We belong together, yes, and we are family, but we’re all making our own roads into the world now, and none of my siblings live at home full-time anymore. 

Now Elliott and I have our own little family with each other and Lena, and yet in the process of forming our own family, our parents and siblings have become more dear than ever.  I’m already looking forward to Thanksgiving.  And then to having all my family come visit us in Sicily over Christmas, too, and introducing them to our new lives across the Atlantic!

*Yes, Elliott’s deployment ended in July… but after a year away and missing out on these family gatherings, it always feels precious and unique to have him home again!

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so good to be home!

We arrived back in sweet Virginia on Friday for a long weekend with family.  There are few places I love more than my parents’ living room with my sisters, brother, parents, hubby, and baby around me.  Oh, and Sona, our 15-year-old (!) puppy, who somehow weaseled her way onto the rug… again.

For a few days, many members of our family were back together for just a little while.  Emily and Julia back from college, Eric over for dinner after a long week of work, my grandparents in town to visit, Elliott reunited with everyone after his year-long deployment.*  These moments are rare and precious, I realize now, and I treasure them.  We belong together, yes, and we are family, but we’re all making our own roads into the world now, and none of my siblings live at home full-time anymore. 

Now Elliott and I have our own little family with each other and Lena, and yet in the process of forming our own family, our parents and siblings have become more dear than ever.  I’m already looking forward to Thanksgiving.  And then to having all my family come visit us in Sicily over Christmas, too, and introducing them to our new lives across the Atlantic!

*Yes, Elliott’s deployment ended in July… but after a year away and missing out on these family gatherings, it always feels precious and unique to have him home again!

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farmers market, saturday morning

Lena gets us up early these days.  “Earlybeing 7am.  I say this a bit tongue-in-cheek because of course this isn’t really that early, most days.  And most days it’s motivating to get up and get the day started with the sunrise.

But on a Saturday morning–any Saturday morning, anywhere–7am is early.  This past Saturday we dragged ourselves out of bed, made a pot of coffee, and looked at each other.  What do early birds do on Saturday mornings?

Maybe go to the farmers market?  And then reward yourself with a really yummy brunch?

We set off down the River Walk and covered about 2.5 miles before we found the market at Pearl Brewery.  It’s as big as the C’ville Farmers Market and definitely has more local produce than Eastern Market on a Saturday.

I was psyched to discover a Slow Food presentation.  The Slow Food movement originated in Italy and is inspiring to us on several levels.  We listened to part of the presentation and ate the free tacos (made from local grass-fed beef) that the chef served on little compost-able plates.  (But why is there never a compost bag or bucket when compost-able ware is used??)

We bought some of this “farm fresh goat cheese.”  Mmmm.

Then we saw this sign asking us to “please play on the grass”.

So we did.  Games of “this is the way the lady trots” to begin with…

… and then down in the grass.  Elliott is diligently exposing Lena to as many potentially allergy-inducing substances (such as cats, dogs, and grass) as he can before she is 6 months old.  Research says exposure before 6 months can prevent allergies, and of course we want our baby allergy free.  Play in the dirt, Lena!  Play in the grass!

Later we wandered behind the Farmers Market into Pearl Brewery, where we made a beautiful discovery: the Twig Book Shop.  And this very enthusiastic lady leading a story hour.  

Elliott found more books to read to Lena while the other children started a craft project.

I, meanwhile, found this knitting book with a fabulous afghan pattern.  I must knit this!

Finally, sated emotionally but starving physically, we began our walk back to our neighborhood.  The River Walk truly is fabulous, with art displays like this under highway overpasses.  (The San Antonio Museum of Art is in the background.)

And there are peaceful stretches like this, where tree limbs interlace overhead.

We finished with one of my all-time-favorite eateries in the world.  (I do not say this lightly.  It’s right up there with Punjabi Dhaba in Cambridge and Jimmy T’s on Capitol Hill and Take It Away in Charlottesville.)  It is MadHatter’s Tea House and Cafe.  We met up with Lewis, one of Elliott’s best friends from UVA.   They’re the two goofy boys on the right getting ready to order.  And no, none of the shelves on the wall in front of them are nailed on straight.

You serve yourself coffee and choose from their eclectic mug selection.    

And then you feast.  For me: grilled artichoke eggs Benedict with spicy salsa and grilled potatoes.  Ahhh…

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farmers market, saturday morning

Lena gets us up early these days.  “Earlybeing 7am.  I say this a bit tongue-in-cheek because of course this isn’t really that early, most days.  And most days it’s motivating to get up and get the day started with the sunrise.

But on a Saturday morning–any Saturday morning, anywhere–7am is early.  This past Saturday we dragged ourselves out of bed, made a pot of coffee, and looked at each other.  What do early birds do on Saturday mornings?

Maybe go to the farmers market?  And then reward yourself with a really yummy brunch?

We set off down the River Walk and covered about 2.5 miles before we found the market at Pearl Brewery.  It’s as big as the C’ville Farmers Market and definitely has more local produce than Eastern Market on a Saturday.

I was psyched to discover a Slow Food presentation.  The Slow Food movement originated in Italy and is inspiring to us on several levels.  We listened to part of the presentation and ate the free tacos (made from local grass-fed beef) that the chef served on little compost-able plates.  (But why is there never a compost bag or bucket when compost-able ware is used??)

We bought some of this “farm fresh goat cheese.”  Mmmm.

Then we saw this sign asking us to “please play on the grass”.

So we did.  Games of “this is the way the lady trots” to begin with…

… and then down in the grass.  Elliott is diligently exposing Lena to as many potentially allergy-inducing substances (such as cats, dogs, and grass) as he can before she is 6 months old.  Research says exposure before 6 months can prevent allergies, and of course we want our baby allergy free.  Play in the dirt, Lena!  Play in the grass!

Later we wandered behind the Farmers Market into Pearl Brewery, where we made a beautiful discovery: the Twig Book Shop.  And this very enthusiastic lady leading a story hour.  

Elliott found more books to read to Lena while the other children started a craft project.

I, meanwhile, found this knitting book with a fabulous afghan pattern.  I must knit this!

Finally, sated emotionally but starving physically, we began our walk back to our neighborhood.  The River Walk truly is fabulous, with art displays like this under highway overpasses.  (The San Antonio Museum of Art is in the background.)

And there are peaceful stretches like this, where tree limbs interlace overhead.

We finished with one of my all-time-favorite eateries in the world.  (I do not say this lightly.  It’s right up there with Punjabi Dhaba in Cambridge and Jimmy T’s on Capitol Hill and Take It Away in Charlottesville.)  It is MadHatter’s Tea House and Cafe.  We met up with Lewis, one of Elliott’s best friends from UVA.   They’re the two goofy boys on the right getting ready to order.  And no, none of the shelves on the wall in front of them are nailed on straight.

You serve yourself coffee and choose from their eclectic mug selection.    

And then you feast.  For me: grilled artichoke eggs Benedict with spicy salsa and grilled potatoes.  Ahhh…

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Saturday in Sicily

Over a week since I last wrote and I don’t know where it went so fast!  INDOC has kept us so busy each day, but that finished on Wednesday.  We took two amazing field trips to finish it off: one to the largest nearby city of Catania to wander around the famous fish market and eat a five-course Italian meal and the other to the Catania beach.

Elliott and I planned to go hiking in the Mt Etna National Park today, but unfortunately that plan was a flop.  No, it wasn’t because Mt Etna was erupting… although it’s done that a couple times this past week!  Our hiking plans were foiled because there were no rental cars available.  In the absence of our car, we’ve come to depend on kindly acquaintances for rides and haven’t had to rent yet, and apparently we won’t be renting and going for a joyride anytime soon.

So we’re in the library instead, keeping Lena happy on some of their playground equipment on the veranda and enjoying the afternoon breezes.

In other news… we decided to go for the house near the castle!  I am a little concerned about parking/driving, but everything else seems to be a good fit.  We’ve asked for quite a few repairs to be done before we move in, and the landlady (Signora Scardilli) is accommodating thus far.  She’s even agreed to get us a new kitchen.  I know, I had said that the kitchen is gorgeous in this house, but it’s really the room where the kitchen will be that’s beautiful.  There’s actually no kitchen equipment – no stove, no oven, no fridge, and only a very small sink – there right now.

Signora Scardilli allowed us to go to IKEA (they just got one in Catania this summer!) and choose which equipment furnishing we’d like.  I went with her last Saturday and then we went again on Wednesday, both times with the help of an Italian-speaking friend with a car.  Signora Scardilli has neither car nor English language skills, and we have neither car nor Italian.  So there you go.  It was quite an adventure both times, but I think we came out of it with our requests quite clear, and now we’ll see how the negotiating goes with regards to repairs and rent.  (Our military housing allowance is greater than what Signora Scardilli is asking for rent, so the repairs get calculated into a monthly rent increase and we’re all happy in the end.  Or so we hope.)

Elliott starts working regularly in the vet clinic next week, so Lena and I will be left to our own devices.  We’ll see how it goes!

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