Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Moving Day

While the rest of European air space shut down and flights out of New York were cancelled, Sally's plane out of Newark was allowed to make for Italy by flying a longer southern route around the ash plume of Eyjafjallajokull.

I always wanted to write unpronounceable words.

I have been running running running since I got here, getting the house ready enough that when Sally got here we could get it ready enough to move into. Today we make the final moves, sweeping, mopping, arranging, unpacking the carload of Ikea housewares we loaded up on in Florence yesterday.

And yet it is not ready. Not really. We will camp there tonight all the same. Day One at Tana Lepre, tomorrow.

In the late light, the hare was in the wheat, watching.