We are all arrived safe on the other side of the Atlantic! Gravagna is full of peace and beauty both in its people and buildings. I am hoping to post some of my favorite spots here. It is still cold here in the mountains and we are still lighting the wood stove in the evenings.
Little has changed here in the village. The silence is broken by sheep bells, church bells and the occasional car honking around a corner on the steep mountain road. People have been bringing us swiss chard by the armful. Carla, my neighbor had made us a wonderful broth when we got in. What generosity.