Getting ready, I ask, how do I get ready?
These last days before the next adventure begin slowly
and sensually. The sun rises yet does not reveal
itself from the Gray of this morning, and steam
rises over the rice, peppers -red, orange, green and
purple sizzle. Under cover, under the gray, almost
secretly, in my hands somehow colors and smells
delivered by some farmer, from somewhere I don't know
where, sing and dance.
Food and farm report Launching soon.
July: Sicily
August: Calabria
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