We made a nostalgia laden trip back to
a farm in Tuscany.
The roses are still there - just.
The long cedar walks still
criss cross the estate
The bocce ball where we played in the cool shade
of the holm oaks,
has fallen into disuse.
The river where we swam
and sunbathed on the rocks,
was in full spate after torrential rains.
The olive trees recovered well
after the devastating frost of 1985.
The picnic table at the belvedere
looks just the same.
The views over your shoulder to Siena are timeless.
But it wasn't all about looking back.
We found new things
and went to new places
and maybe one day we could take everyone
and make new memories.