Music Returns to the Homestead

I received something for my birthday today that I have wanted for some time.. music. When we downsized to this little homestead I sold the piano, the violin, and the mandolin.  Andy took his electric guitar, his acoustic guitar, his banjo, and the harmonica.  It was terrible. Now, mind you, I probably would not have set down to play the piano since we moved in, nor would I have had it tuned.  The violin hurt my shoulder, and Doug was never really into the mandolin.  The children moved out and took their music with them leaving our home very quiet … Continue reading Music Returns to the Homestead

Bocce (a new way to play!)

Bocce is typically played on a court measuring roughly ninety by thirteen feet.  The one I learned on was much smaller than this but the court really doesn’t matter, it turns out. Images of Italian men with grappa playing after dinner fill my mind.  They are portrayed with color and prose in many of the books I read.  I learned from an older Italian man one summer in the mountains. I never had a court so I always played out in the yard, where hills and trees and paths made the game more interesting.  At a family reunion one year … Continue reading Bocce (a new way to play!)