Tuesday, February 03, 2009
happy at home and abroad
I've been getting daily reports from Edgar. Daily reports on his cute hotel, the innkeeper who offers to iron his clothes, the little bits of Italian he can decipher, the latest fashion, his new job, the abundance of wine and, of course, the food. Mainly, the food. Edgar is convinced that Italians know the secrets to living, starting with what to eat. I'm pretty certain he's right.
On my side of the world, things are much quieter. School is calm. Home is even calmer (with the exception of Reilly who refuses to let me sit without tossing her a tennis ball to fetch). This peacefulness makes me happy...happy because I have more time to absorb the world around me, open my sketchbook and draw. This is when I am happiest.
But back to Edgar, you might like to check out this link to today's local paper that reveals a little more about the story behind this man I admire so much.