An Italian Obsession

It started with a photo. My grandparent's wedding photo. I always had a sense that we were different. My mother's parents had a funny accent when they spoke English and they talked real loud. My friends couldn't understand our grandfather. I was used to it and explained that my Pop-Pop was Italian and that he…

Summer, where did you go?

Oh dear, I hope that three months between posts is not the new normal. But it has been a full three months as expected back in my January post. A frantic pace was maintained by Roo, Giulia (la cugina) and I with performances and events galore during the March Madness season in Adelaide. Giulia's two…