We are 3729 miles apart (I looked it up) but the worst part is the 6 hours time difference. At least when you were in Italy we were in the same time zone. Phone calls are impossible, Skype is difficult – get whatsapp already! FaceTime!
Scandinavians don’t get emotional
What am I complaining about? When you were my age and your own mom lived the same distance away, or a bit more, you had twice-monthly phone calls with a 5 second speech delay. But I’m addicted to our conversations and I miss them. I miss you.
Happy birthday, Mom. I hope you wake up to a bright sunny autumn (fall!) day in NYC. Have a bagel, some jus de chaussette and a walk in Central Park. Have a Manhattan in Manhattan. What an adventure! What an amazing woman you are!
In case you missed my VERY last fffing posting, here you go : I had a great morning run on the edge of the Apennines today. The dogs (Papi and her new bff, Cookie, came along). We scared up a deer, a pheasant, 2 partridge, a snake and a cloud of Polyommatus icarus (crap – so disappointingly aka Common Blue). Yes, the pheasant and the snake scared us, too, even though the snake was basking in the same spot 2 days ago and I should have been prepared.
Polyommatus Icarus photo credit and thanks to : Matt Rowlings
Papi and Cookie, my photo
My fffing blog is officially transferring over to be incorporated into As the Crew Flew today. So here I am.
xxx ma cho