biete morte dal freddo

Purtroppo il freddo si è fatto sentire anche qui facendo danni abbastanza ingenti infatti le piantine più delicate sono morte come i fagiolini che pure essendo una tipologia precoce non hanno resistito alle basse temperature anche perché il nostro orto si trova in una vallata a soli 200 metri sul livello del mare e quindi se le temperature si abbassano in quel luogo si sentono particolarmente.

Today I finally met Massimo Mastroleo, he came to see me at the Bosco, we first met in such a way a little strange, I would say of those meetings took by fate.

What a beautiful Sunday with friends! Today I was reached by some friends, all day in the field, we planted the lavender, the various types of raspberries and currants.
Alone is not bad because it you get lost in the peace of the country, with a background the cheep of birds and few tractors here and there in the distance, but in company time passes more quickly, between the stories of new conquests and philosophical considerations about conferences in which someone has participated ... my friends are a bit 'crazy like me, the interesting topics never fail.

Finally we begin the real work on the field, after months of planning on paper and PC, now it's "get their hands dirty." My brother Davide was key to this first operation, and the funny thing is that in the end he was more than satisfied despite the beginning when I had taken for mad because I told him that I wanted to fence the vegetable garden, he said: << Where the hell it has never seen a fenced vegetable garden! >>.

Here are some pictures of me on thetrack and the cutter. You learn how to do everything, nothing is impossible.