spring is here again and we can fill our lungs with its scent (PM 10 has been above risk level since sunday).
fields trip to arno have already started, for the popular season of nutria-watching. the traditional clothes rinsing ceremony was discontinued some time ago due to their uninvitingly color as they were taken out of the water(1).
i officially opened the knitting in park season, by putting some rows on a BSJ under the peach trees in bloom.
still, there's hope
(1)rinsing clothes in the arno river is a metaphor for perfecting one's italian language. firenze and the tuscany are the places where italian language was born - and still it's spoken in a much proper way with respect to the rest of italy