Death Bells – The Sound of Serenity

Our home in Colledimezzo is very close to the church. I could easily throw a tennis ball and have it bounce on the church steps. The Church bells ring every fifteen minutes! I like the bells, they’re beautiful. I can’t leave the windows open at night because the sound would keep me awake, but thats OK. Bells are happy, traditional and typically Italian. They remind me I’m here, I realized my dream, and retired to Italy. They tell everyone when to wake up, when to go to church, and sadly, when someone dies, they are part of the way of life here.

I don’t like hearing the bells is when they’re telling us someone died. The death bells make a beautiful and peaceful sound, but they are ringing because a soul is passing from this world to the next. In spring of this year, the death bells were a regular occurrence. We lost a lot of elderly villagers. It wasn’t due to COVID, it was just their time to go. A couple of months ago, a treasured local was taken from us, someone we still miss. He was taken way too soon. Those death bells were difficult to listen to.

Yesterday, when I heard the bells, I knew who’d gone. He was old and quite ill. The bells were a beautiful way to mark his passage. They rang again today for his funeral. I hope he can hear their sweet sound from above.

When it’s my turn to go, I can handle the death bells, but only if they’re followed by Rod Stewart singing “I am sailing” enjoyed by all of my friends while they drink champagne and toast my life.

Enjoy your Sunday and hug your loved ones.

Boxing Day Memories

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26th of December means two things to me. Family gatherings with cold buffet’s were our Boxing Day tradition, but first and foremost it was my mum’s Birthday! She’d have been 100 today!

Here in the US, Boxing day isn’t on the calendar, but I take the day off work every year anyway, like I said it’s my mum’s birthday!

Families are a mixed bag aren’t they. Mine caused stress every year. Two brothers who didn’t get along must have caused mum endless heartache. The rift was too deep to ever fix. My brothers were always referred to as the “good brother” and the “bad brother”. The bad brother is dead now too, but he leaves behind a legacy of ruin and pain. Does anyone miss him? Who knows? I miss the brother he used to be when I was a kid, and before he turned bad.
Anyway, its boxing day, my mum’s Birthday, and I just want here to be remembered. Phoebe Ethel Newman, rest well in Heaven – we always remember you. Love You!

Breakfast of a Champion – My personal Heaven

Lucky to live in Colorado. It’s saturday and I ate my favorite breakfast of honey smoked salmon (smoked locally), with fresh blueberries, washed down with a cup of DazBog French roast coffee, made at home of course. While I enjoyed this perfect breakfast I enjoyed the view from my deck. I think I’ll stay home today.





Maybe I’ll work on my next book, current novel available on Amazon.


Dead of July

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Pompeii and Sorrento

Wow what a day. It started with an early breakfast. We picked up our Fiat Punto just before nine and headed for Pompeii. The actual town if Pompeii is a little seedy. Before we got to the official parking place, we were stopped and directed into a restaurant parking lot where they told us we could park for ten dollars, or five dollars if we ate there. What the heck, we parked there anyway. Pompeii (the ruins) was much bigger and better than I expected. So sad at the loss of life with the sudden eruption of Vesuvius. There were cooking pots still sitting on stoves. It was well worth the visit. Loved it! After the visit we had a drink in the restaurant, got fifty percent off our parking and drove to Sorrento. My mum always wanted to visit Sorrento (and Rome), so I hope she was watching me.

The Amalfi drive was fabulous! Malibu and the Pacific coast do not even compare. We parked in Sorrento and wandered around like lost tourists, ending up in the grounds of a Villa. The owner of this Villa was called Andrea and was extremely friendly(and very handsome) and helpful. I will attach photos taken from his wonderful villa overlooking the mediterranean. I will also add his website as he rents out vacation apartments. Andrea gave us a ride down to the beach and restaurants, such a nice guy. We are thinking that next year we may spend ten days (or so) in one of his apartments in Sorrento instead of our planned visit to England. England is so cold and boring.

We had a late lunch on the pier with glass floor tiles, which was a little unsettling as we could see the water and the fish below us. After sharing a pizza we walked back up the steep steps to the town and sat in another cafe where we had an ice cream. Yes we have eaten a great deal of Italian ice cream and enjoyed every single one. We may have to stay here forever, just for the ice cream.

Now I am sitting outside our lovely hotel on Via Veneto, it is almost ten o clock and still about ninety degrees. Lester had a couple of beers and then went upstairs to watch football. I am about to have a glass of frascati before retiring, I just love vacations, especially in Italy.

Only three more days left in Roma, how can the time have passes so quickly?

I have attached a photos taken from Andrea’s fabulous villa in Sorrento and a photo of Pompeii. When I post his blog tomorrow, I will also enclose Andrea’s website info.