What a fierce winter this has been. The extremes between odd 60 degree days have not been enough to balance the fierce cold, snow and winds that have crept along the east coast. We often joke about how frequently we shut down the government for the promise of snow—this year was an all time first for me when we shut down for the promise of wind.
We departed a snow covered New York City for Umbria where we have been greeted by sunny skies and fields of green.
We are often asked, “What is the best time to visit Italy?” Of course our answer is always, “Whenever you can make it to Italy.” There is always a good reason to visit Italy. For me, the best reason to visit Italy in the spring is the promise of what is to come.
When we visit during the summer—the farmers discuss the heat and the wind—how they are affecting the fields. When we visit during the fall—the farmers discuss the impact of the flies and the rains. When we visit during the spring the farmers discuss the possibilities of what is to come. The promise of a perfect harvest. The potential of a particular grape. The buds on the trees. The gentle rain that just passed through. In spring—everything is possible.
Our tours always involve food and wine—in the spring we are drinking the most recent releases. We are eating wild asparagus, artichokes and favas. As our friend Emiliano pointed out to us on day one, “The green has returned”—and we are here to enjoy it.