Thursday, February 16, 2012

Olive Trees

When I woke up in our little cottage in Tuscany on the agritourismo, I was itching to paint the scene outside my window:  warm sunlight on the rows of olive trees with the blue hills in the distance.  But, alas, there was no time because we were headed into Florence.  But later in the afternoon, I was able to take my time with it.  That night, the owners told us that the olive oil on our salad came from this very farm.  That's eating local!

- Linda

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