<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901</id><updated>2011-12-21T16:00:02.414+01:00</updated><category term='laura fair'/><category term='italianess'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='trips'/><category term='specialness'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='awards'/><title type='text'>Laura Fair Surface and Product Designer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-3475617543956107152</id><published>2011-12-21T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:00:02.422+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qhfd8od50Do/TvHyOWifJdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/JudFUz338Oc/s1600/Firenze%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qhfd8od50Do/TvHyOWifJdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/JudFUz338Oc/s400/Firenze%2Btree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688594132727965138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buon Natale&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Buone Feste&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a wonderful holiday season full of peace and joy,&lt;br /&gt;and prosperity for all in the new year.&lt;br /&gt;See you in 2012!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-3475617543956107152?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/3475617543956107152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=3475617543956107152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3475617543956107152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3475617543956107152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qhfd8od50Do/TvHyOWifJdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/JudFUz338Oc/s72-c/Firenze%2Btree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-2242310607846755808</id><published>2011-12-10T06:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T10:13:12.453+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Auguri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xe4T9-Ps7Pg/TuMhZoHzjhI/AAAAAAAAA9g/WBcbUOBxXrY/s1600/happy%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xe4T9-Ps7Pg/TuMhZoHzjhI/AAAAAAAAA9g/WBcbUOBxXrY/s400/happy%2Bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684423878822301202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tanti auguri a me&lt;/span&gt;...happy birthday to me!  40...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quaranta&lt;/span&gt;...a really big number.  Thank goodness my birthday month started with drowning my sorrows in a big old Bloody Mary complete with all the fixin's and a Brunch of Eggs Benedict whipped up from scratch.  Not to mention a whole gang of lovely old friends that joined me...from near and far.  If you have not already guessed...I was Stateside for a quick indulgence of Thanksgiving and Birthday fun all wrapped up together, with a side of German Chocolate cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie&lt;/span&gt; to all of you who celebrated with me, who stick by me and support me daily, and who continue to check in with me.  Today I celebrate all of you...what a blessed girl I am!  I know I mention it often, but I am so appreciative to have friends and family that make me feel as if I am next door instead of 5,000 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo...I can't wait to get my second celebration started in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italia&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-2242310607846755808?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/2242310607846755808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=2242310607846755808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2242310607846755808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2242310607846755808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/12/auguri.html' title='Auguri'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xe4T9-Ps7Pg/TuMhZoHzjhI/AAAAAAAAA9g/WBcbUOBxXrY/s72-c/happy%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6063558066059208946</id><published>2011-09-22T12:28:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T12:34:10.104+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Autumn change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blnhejAGHYc/TnsOFdsLuDI/AAAAAAAAA80/M8TBhJLpEWg/s1600/Laura%2BFair%2BMosaic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 378px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blnhejAGHYc/TnsOFdsLuDI/AAAAAAAAA80/M8TBhJLpEWg/s400/Laura%2BFair%2BMosaic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655129244125870130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the weather cools here...and having a few short minutes this morning...I did a little "autumn change".  Would love to know what you all think about the new &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; home page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6063558066059208946?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6063558066059208946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6063558066059208946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6063558066059208946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6063558066059208946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/09/autumn-change.html' title='Autumn change'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-blnhejAGHYc/TnsOFdsLuDI/AAAAAAAAA80/M8TBhJLpEWg/s72-c/Laura%2BFair%2BMosaic2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1753497981361506903</id><published>2011-09-21T15:12:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:44:59.323+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Tendence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yA0ykd4YCjQ/TnnpFqi7HUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Ru6Tibyqdkc/s1600/Frankfurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yA0ykd4YCjQ/TnnpFqi7HUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Ru6Tibyqdkc/s400/Frankfurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654807090669755714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I journeyed recently to attend &lt;a href="http://tendence.messefrankfurt.com/frankfurt/en/besucher/messeprofil.html"&gt;Tendence&lt;/a&gt;, the international trade show for home furnishings, decor, and gifts in Frankfurt, Germany.  And I mean journeyed...planes, trains, automobiles, buses and trams for that matter to reach my destination, but all worth it.  Having gone to scout for trends and fabulous new products from companies all over the world, it was also a great excuse to catch up with good friend, Tracy, of the magazine &lt;a href="http://www.homeaccentstoday.com/"&gt;Home Accents Today&lt;/a&gt;.  To give you an idea of what we saw...here is a copy of a 2007 &lt;a href="http://www.homeaccentstoday.com/article/473765-TENDENCE_LIFESTYLE_Sustainable_sophisticate.php?intref=sr"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; she penned on the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7JvmKs6_EYU/TnnpF4X3uZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/6_9CsSbmiUA/s1600/Frankfurt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 346px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7JvmKs6_EYU/TnnpF4X3uZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/6_9CsSbmiUA/s400/Frankfurt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654807094381492626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am always struck by how I feel in different countries after living in Italy for the last 6 1/2 years.  I was surprised to note that I felt no attachment to Germany...at least not in that way I feel for Italy.  Of course, the bustling city of Frankfurt is the polar opposite to my little town in the Italian countryside, but nonetheless, European all the same.  I will say that Frankfurt has some fabulous shopping, quaint streets and restaurants, a beautiful waterfront, and we even stumbled upon a street food fair.  Not a bad way to spend a weekend...even if work was involved...and always better to step away with some inspiration to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1753497981361506903?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1753497981361506903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1753497981361506903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1753497981361506903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1753497981361506903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/09/tendence.html' title='Tendence'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yA0ykd4YCjQ/TnnpFqi7HUI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Ru6Tibyqdkc/s72-c/Frankfurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4530713389582534101</id><published>2011-07-31T11:14:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T12:26:45.978+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>After six</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsC-188-4t8/TjUs1ubKPyI/AAAAAAAAA8c/aRgiKc624JA/s1600/After%2BSix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsC-188-4t8/TjUs1ubKPyI/AAAAAAAAA8c/aRgiKc624JA/s400/After%2BSix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635459810230681378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A walk in a sunflower field with &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/girasoli.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girasoli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bigger than my head; an international gathering of friends for a wine tasting...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rose', syrah, sangiovese, merlot, caberne&lt;/span&gt;t; a sunset drive across the valley with fresh breezes in my hair; an extravagant festival dinner celebrating the &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/festa-della-rana.html"&gt;frog&lt;/a&gt;...yes, I ate them again this year; playing a game simply to donate to children only to win a leather jacket and a turquoise blouse; the freshest pistachio &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gelato&lt;/span&gt;; a short visit with my puppies...who are not so much anymore after a year; fifteen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cinghiale,&lt;/span&gt; wild boar...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mamme bambini babbi&lt;/span&gt;; rounding the corner of our driveway to see yet another two little ones; a midnight snack with our two toddler falcons...yes, another story I have yet to tell you.  Where I live...anything seems possible...just look at what can occur after 6:00 in the evening on a random &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Venerdi&lt;/span&gt;, Friday.  Too good to be true.  As my sister so wisely said to me...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time to get out the gratitude journal&lt;/span&gt;...and oh how grateful I am to soak up every minute, be able to write about it, and savor the memories in low times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unbelievably...Sunday morning as I am writing this, a friend arrives at the door with more than a handful of truffles, &lt;/span&gt;tartufi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  Irresistible...now I know I am having pasta for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4530713389582534101?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4530713389582534101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4530713389582534101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4530713389582534101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4530713389582534101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/07/after-six.html' title='After six'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsC-188-4t8/TjUs1ubKPyI/AAAAAAAAA8c/aRgiKc624JA/s72-c/After%2BSix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6617976713837315554</id><published>2011-07-13T22:54:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:41:58.130+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Market Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdpk7NlNezM/Th4PmmlZ5eI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bDc_VcD15KI/s1600/Message%2BBoards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdpk7NlNezM/Th4PmmlZ5eI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bDc_VcD15KI/s400/Message%2BBoards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628953740126578146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first official day at the &lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com/"&gt;Atlanta International Gift &amp;amp; Home Furnishings Market&lt;/a&gt; has come to an end.  Oh what a day it was...packed to the gills with meetings, dreaming of new product, seeing old friends, catching up, and of course checking out the new &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; product launches!  These little message boards are from &lt;a href="http://www.gersoncompany.com/"&gt;Lone Elm Studios&lt;/a&gt; and come in 3 styles complete with little silver birdie magnets...aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got some insider news that I cannot wait to share...&lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/reddamask-2.aspx"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; Enamelware with &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/reddamask-2.aspx"&gt;Golden Rabbit&lt;/a&gt; is going to be selling on &lt;a href="http://www.qvc.com/"&gt;QVC&lt;/a&gt;! Yes, I know...how cool is that?  The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Damask&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beach House&lt;/span&gt; Collections will be featured and when I have more info on airtimes...I will be sure to tell you.  All in all a great day...what more can a girl ask from her first day in Atlanta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6617976713837315554?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6617976713837315554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6617976713837315554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6617976713837315554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6617976713837315554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/07/market-time.html' title='Market Time'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fdpk7NlNezM/Th4PmmlZ5eI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bDc_VcD15KI/s72-c/Message%2BBoards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1571991887818137764</id><published>2011-07-05T08:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T02:49:50.898+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Happy Day America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79fgs8AhtSw/ThpIgdyPzlI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SqxnSTXQecA/s1600/Fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79fgs8AhtSw/ThpIgdyPzlI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SqxnSTXQecA/s400/Fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627890406941249106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sullivan's Island, South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;July 4, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1571991887818137764?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1571991887818137764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1571991887818137764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1571991887818137764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1571991887818137764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-day-america.html' title='Happy Day America'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-79fgs8AhtSw/ThpIgdyPzlI/AAAAAAAAA8E/SqxnSTXQecA/s72-c/Fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7684310003245653734</id><published>2011-06-21T18:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:51:02.488+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Al Mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uxfIeMmm-3E/TgDLQ1STj3I/AAAAAAAAA78/WhWEoiL0LTk/s1600/Seaside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uxfIeMmm-3E/TgDLQ1STj3I/AAAAAAAAA78/WhWEoiL0LTk/s400/Seaside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620715825000583026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stole away...for a very short trip to the seaside...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;al mare&lt;/span&gt;.  It was everything I wanted in a little place that has not changed since the 1940's.  A little place that had its heyday in the 1920's.  Imagine cabana boys and cocktails and colorful umbrellas and bikinis and long lazy afternoons on the terrace and mellow nights full of sea breezes and huge plates of mussels. As if you could not tell...I cherished every minute of the sweet time away...however brief it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7684310003245653734?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7684310003245653734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7684310003245653734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7684310003245653734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7684310003245653734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/06/al-mare.html' title='Al Mare'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uxfIeMmm-3E/TgDLQ1STj3I/AAAAAAAAA78/WhWEoiL0LTk/s72-c/Seaside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6800025250125184726</id><published>2011-06-13T16:19:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:09:26.613+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Daily Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrunG4pXVz8/TfYmSFGX_nI/AAAAAAAAA7M/sYTbrs0rVvU/s1600/Rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrunG4pXVz8/TfYmSFGX_nI/AAAAAAAAA7M/sYTbrs0rVvU/s400/Rings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617719677239688818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been looking through my photos today and it dawned on me...some incredible images have been caught by my camera, but they are not making here for you all to see.  For one reason or another, time, etc. I have not had the chance to post them.  I decided some photos are just too beautiful to be kept to myself and don't even need an explanation.  This has brought me to the idea to pledge to post an image every week with or without description just to give you an even better idea of the day to day life.  Holding myself to posting weekly is going to be interesting...but here's to the start of "daily life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just a little commentary on this one...after a very long wine tasting led by &lt;a href="http://www.tuscancontacts.com"&gt;Dino&lt;/a&gt;, these rings of scattering light had all of us absolutely entranced...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6800025250125184726?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6800025250125184726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6800025250125184726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6800025250125184726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6800025250125184726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/06/daily-life.html' title='Daily Life'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrunG4pXVz8/TfYmSFGX_nI/AAAAAAAAA7M/sYTbrs0rVvU/s72-c/Rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5021784843113396917</id><published>2011-05-26T17:25:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:33:26.721+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Papaveri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Pq_A2xCddQ/Td5yUj8MpxI/AAAAAAAAA64/Z1cJJuXp8c0/s1600/Poppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Pq_A2xCddQ/Td5yUj8MpxI/AAAAAAAAA64/Z1cJJuXp8c0/s400/Poppies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611047883320895250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I promised...here is a glimpse of those fields a fire in which I spoke earlier.  Ohhh those &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;papaveri&lt;/span&gt;, poppies, &lt;span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;beauteous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5021784843113396917?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5021784843113396917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5021784843113396917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5021784843113396917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5021784843113396917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/05/papaveri.html' title='Papaveri'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Pq_A2xCddQ/Td5yUj8MpxI/AAAAAAAAA64/Z1cJJuXp8c0/s72-c/Poppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1831216188867587378</id><published>2011-05-09T11:01:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:33:27.980+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Gli Etruschi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hard to believe that we have reached my beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maggio&lt;/span&gt;...the month of May.  The skies are stunning and the ground is a fire with poppies and wild orchids (photos to come, I swear).  I took a little time this morning to gather myself and look back through my hundreds of photos, sometimes the only way I can remember all of the things I have seen.  I happened upon some special images of a lovely February day...the day I tried to unlock the secrets of the Etruscans, gli Etruschi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPZbugjK2Hg/TceknH01VEI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Sirp_vS8kSc/s1600/Mound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPZbugjK2Hg/TceknH01VEI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Sirp_vS8kSc/s400/Mound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604629253308372034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fortunate enough to chaperone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una gita&lt;/span&gt;, field trip, with my little ones from school, I was led by the fabulous &lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cortonamaec.org/english/index.php"&gt;MAEC&lt;/a&gt;:      Museo dell'Accademia Etrusca in Cortona through the ancient Etruscan tombs that surround our town.  Something a select few get to experience I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elZULmFddWc/TcelOi1z1PI/AAAAAAAAA6A/XCXHQXvgb8c/s1600/Entrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-elZULmFddWc/TcelOi1z1PI/AAAAAAAAA6A/XCXHQXvgb8c/s400/Entrance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604629930575123698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BhdhHiEvFns/Tcek70CK85I/AAAAAAAAA54/UKBkBiBFxRA/s1600/Tomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BhdhHiEvFns/Tcek70CK85I/AAAAAAAAA54/UKBkBiBFxRA/s400/Tomb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604629608772858770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;The Etruscans lived here in Tuscany far before the Romans and have even been credited with building the foundations of Rome.  Found in tombs and on city walls, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;the earliest inscriptions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt; date back to 1000 B.C.  I learned that much of the language has never been deciphered and texts were not left behind.  Historians have gathered their knowledge of these ancient people through their discoveries of sacred burial tombs, strange melon shaped mounds that dot the landscape of the valley surrounding Cortona.  The Etruscans are extremely well known for their cast jewelry and their pottery.  In fact, the valley still to this day houses priceless &lt;/span&gt;treasures...farmers have been known to stumble upon a primitive shard of terra cotta while simply plowing a field.  &lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;nough about the history, let's get to the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A6bQ-rn662s/Tcesb8BSwgI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Ka3BAKZrcS0/s1600/Treasure3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A6bQ-rn662s/Tcesb8BSwgI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Ka3BAKZrcS0/s400/Treasure3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604637857253868034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;I got the chance to enter the super secret room where those very shards found are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;painstakingly  piece together to make history.  And the bronze cast jewelry.  Absolutely fascinating, almost life  changing, as I had brief dreams of throwing away the design career and  becoming an archaeologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17kZuHns_yY/Tcetw6OOU3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/1-W7bhFuWjE/s1600/Treasure.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dgv5VPYU5bE/Tcer0ILfAiI/AAAAAAAAA6I/tjLi9l4bh-0/s1600/Treasure2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dgv5VPYU5bE/Tcer0ILfAiI/AAAAAAAAA6I/tjLi9l4bh-0/s400/Treasure2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604637173323072034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17kZuHns_yY/Tcetw6OOU3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/1-W7bhFuWjE/s1600/Treasure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17kZuHns_yY/Tcetw6OOU3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/1-W7bhFuWjE/s400/Treasure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604639317060113266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="titolo_1"&gt;But you all know...that would never happen, but knowing the influence and inspiration is not very far away is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(For a tourist plug of Cortona, when you visit here (you know you will)...make sure you visit the &lt;a href="http://www.cortonamaec.org/english/index.php"&gt;MAEC&lt;/a&gt;, it is so well done and you will not be disappointed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1831216188867587378?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1831216188867587378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1831216188867587378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1831216188867587378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1831216188867587378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/05/gli-etruschi.html' title='Gli Etruschi'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wPZbugjK2Hg/TceknH01VEI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Sirp_vS8kSc/s72-c/Mound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4584416729007131802</id><published>2011-04-11T10:13:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:44:23.897+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Secondo Anniversario</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2pxlSzInKM/TaLA-ZWTGqI/AAAAAAAAA4g/0Z-nqX2myoU/s1600/March2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2pxlSzInKM/TaLA-ZWTGqI/AAAAAAAAA4g/0Z-nqX2myoU/s400/March2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594245865336412834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the past month or so, I have been very concentrated on growing and promoting &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; by getting all &lt;a href="http://www.linkedin.com/pub/laura-fair-mcclure/25/6a6/562"&gt;LinkedIn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Fair/147354011991013"&gt;facebooked&lt;/a&gt;  up that a short time ago, I truly felt the need to unplug...to take care of those bits of  me that need to breathe fresh air, pick up a paint  brush, live outdoors with the puppies, go for lazy drives, take pictures, all to be inspired to design even more.  To top it off, we have been absolutely blessed with an unbelievable Spring...I should even say Summer as the temperatures are nearing heights we normally feel in June...so that I have done just that for a while...unplugged. Thus to indulge myself with a little computer time, and to celebrate my 2 year anniversary of sharing on this blog...here is a little glimpse into the last month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPmk82U17nY/TaLA-pKfV2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/R4EqVaHTwes/s1600/March3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 470px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPmk82U17nY/TaLA-pKfV2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/R4EqVaHTwes/s400/March3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594245869581850466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4CgJJ-G9Luc/TacVr3JQzOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/l-SnxHna1V8/s1600/Profile2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 335px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4CgJJ-G9Luc/TacVr3JQzOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/l-SnxHna1V8/s400/Profile2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595464905312488674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w3P1Ke2mw6M/TaLA-AOCFNI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Uw3-RVRnl0o/s1600/Juniper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w3P1Ke2mw6M/TaLA-AOCFNI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Uw3-RVRnl0o/s400/Juniper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594245858590856402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3fy6XRfh5w/TaLA-XzEScI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/BASc_3WwDmw/s1600/Iris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3fy6XRfh5w/TaLA-XzEScI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/BASc_3WwDmw/s400/Iris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594245864920205762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;March brought us a feeling of May...a blessing for my creativity I must say.  I highly recommend a little unplug every once in a while and I promise I will be back soon, as I still have many things to share with you...but for now...it is time for me to get back out and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4584416729007131802?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4584416729007131802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4584416729007131802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4584416729007131802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4584416729007131802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/03/anniversario-due.html' title='Secondo Anniversario'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v2pxlSzInKM/TaLA-ZWTGqI/AAAAAAAAA4g/0Z-nqX2myoU/s72-c/March2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5622905285293744089</id><published>2011-03-30T13:05:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:20:31.076+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Sogni d'Oro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am absolutely elated to finally reveal the entire collection of &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; bedding for Girls and Boys with &lt;a href="http://www.rizzyhome.com/"&gt;Rizzy Home&lt;/a&gt;.   I did a little sneak peek on the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Fair/147354011991013"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; page, but finally here they all are together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TY2kaaRGXew/TZMO_WjPDrI/AAAAAAAAA3w/T9e-jHgBahE/s1600/btlf05%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 470px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TY2kaaRGXew/TZMO_WjPDrI/AAAAAAAAA3w/T9e-jHgBahE/s400/btlf05%2B%25283%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589828044044832434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUe2NxszTgQ/TZMO_pgssCI/AAAAAAAAA34/7B1Vkf59MuA/s1600/btlf06%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oUe2NxszTgQ/TZMO_pgssCI/AAAAAAAAA34/7B1Vkf59MuA/s400/btlf06%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589828049134465058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oeMNQ02sSGo/TZMO_DUV3QI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/X-R22hQh5TQ/s1600/btlf01_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oeMNQ02sSGo/TZMO_DUV3QI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/X-R22hQh5TQ/s400/btlf01_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589828038882090242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3AXR-vZUBmg/TZMO_alL9CI/AAAAAAAAA3o/v86BuoUM9Vw/s1600/btlf04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 470px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3AXR-vZUBmg/TZMO_alL9CI/AAAAAAAAA3o/v86BuoUM9Vw/s400/btlf04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589828045126759458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrLW0jqEUl8/TZMO_c8lc4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/4bXoo76UfMo/s1600/btlf03%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FrLW0jqEUl8/TZMO_c8lc4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/4bXoo76UfMo/s400/btlf03%2B%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589828045761770370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Al already has "Surf's Up" (above) on order...cannot wait to see it in his little room.  For those of you heading to the &lt;a href="http://www.highpointmarket.org/exh_listingname.aspx?name=rizzy%20home"&gt;High Point Furniture Market&lt;/a&gt; this weekend...be sure to stop by the showroom for a look in person.  They will be in Showplace space 3515.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams little ones...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sogni d'oro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5622905285293744089?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5622905285293744089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5622905285293744089&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5622905285293744089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5622905285293744089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/03/high-point.html' title='Sogni d&apos;Oro'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TY2kaaRGXew/TZMO_WjPDrI/AAAAAAAAA3w/T9e-jHgBahE/s72-c/btlf05%2B%25283%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-294172314815533018</id><published>2011-03-20T09:02:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:26:57.951+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATa66BCcVAE/TYXHyUZM7AI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XpxVxHPjCy0/s1600/Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATa66BCcVAE/TYXHyUZM7AI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XpxVxHPjCy0/s400/Angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586090580104768514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you ever get to the point where you cannot turn on the news for fear there will be yet another heartbreaking story to be heard?  This past week has been a killer for me...so much devastation, so many tears, so much concern for the future, and wondering...what can I do about it?  What an inspiration the people of Japan have been for me, for all of us.  A deep and profound reminder to get out of my own head and start living with the compassion in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This fresco is just one of the millions of things I have grateful to have in my home...this graceful angel hovers above me while I work every day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-294172314815533018?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/294172314815533018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=294172314815533018&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/294172314815533018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/294172314815533018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/03/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATa66BCcVAE/TYXHyUZM7AI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XpxVxHPjCy0/s72-c/Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6019561168477536709</id><published>2011-03-16T13:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:45:52.784+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><title type='text'>Ashbury Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so happy to be able to see the collections in person in Atlanta at the &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/newproduct.aspx"&gt;Golden Rabbit&lt;/a&gt; showroom and now I can officially unveil a new collection to you!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2PaWU-g0nlY/TV6cyXrQtzI/AAAAAAAAA24/Dywn-BkFrOQ/s1600/Ashbury%2Bcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2PaWU-g0nlY/TV6cyXrQtzI/AAAAAAAAA24/Dywn-BkFrOQ/s400/Ashbury%2Bcat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575065777894111026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A poppy mix of floral beaded designs debuting with &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/"&gt;Golden Rabbit &lt;/a&gt;enamelware this season...my &lt;a href="http://laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/products9.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ashbury&lt;/span&gt; Collection&lt;/a&gt;...designed with the trendiest colors of the moment, turquoise and green with a touch of honeysuckle pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fu5gUrZCG-c/TV6bYbR3bGI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zdVkIrKEz0E/s1600/Bead%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fu5gUrZCG-c/TV6bYbR3bGI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zdVkIrKEz0E/s400/Bead%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575064232673111138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And as luck would have it...look how great the NEW &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ashbury&lt;/span&gt; dinnerware harmoniously coordinates with the &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/products9.htm"&gt;Blue and Green Spring Damask&lt;/a&gt; patterns.  Look out for the&lt;a href="http://laurafair.com/"&gt; Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; dinnerware in specialty boutiques starting in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6019561168477536709?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6019561168477536709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6019561168477536709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6019561168477536709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6019561168477536709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/03/ashbury-collection.html' title='Ashbury Collection'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2PaWU-g0nlY/TV6cyXrQtzI/AAAAAAAAA24/Dywn-BkFrOQ/s72-c/Ashbury%2Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7170960036034330887</id><published>2011-03-11T11:11:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:31:03.311+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Marzo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLajSkHlrK4/TXn2BCCZTTI/AAAAAAAAA3I/RJ3FTvK21aw/s1600/Primavera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLajSkHlrK4/TXn2BCCZTTI/AAAAAAAAA3I/RJ3FTvK21aw/s400/Primavera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582763710689660210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Primavera&lt;/span&gt; is approaching...the almonds are blooming...the sky is clear...the birds are chirping (including the pheasant perched on the table in the front yard)....this happens every March, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marzo&lt;/span&gt;, here in Tuscany.  We experience the most beautiful touch of glorious Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It  was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows  cold:  when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I only hope I can slow down enough to step outside and tilt my face to the sun for a bit on one of these short lived days.  Will be back soon with many more updates...as I have so much to tell.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7170960036034330887?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7170960036034330887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7170960036034330887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7170960036034330887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7170960036034330887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/03/marzo.html' title='Marzo'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nLajSkHlrK4/TXn2BCCZTTI/AAAAAAAAA3I/RJ3FTvK21aw/s72-c/Primavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8309697855359754066</id><published>2011-02-20T10:21:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:45:45.116+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Fair/147354011991013"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5J_e79AnUps/TWDgCmwmNII/AAAAAAAAA3A/LdJnWSrTLJc/s400/Laura%2BFair%2BFB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575702674053411970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you know me, you know that I was completely against &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Fair/147354011991013"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; when it was first launched.  I had many friends asking me to join...I always said a very firm "no"...why would I want to put my life out on the internet?  But then, slowly slowly, I found that my friends were not sending as many emails as before, or were not calling me as much.  I was totally out of the loop and could not understand why...that is, until I joined &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Fair/147354011991013"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;.  Now I not only use it almost daily to find out the current gossip and even weather in Georgia and beyond, but it makes me feel closer to my roots.  I love seeing faces from all parts of my life on a daily basis, learning what everyone is up to, and keeping abreast of all my favorite people and products out there in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thus the natural progression...&lt;a href="www.laurafair.com"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; is now on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Fair/147354011991013"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;!  I know, I started feeling guilty about adding what seemed to be "business" to my personal page, the only solution was to open up the official &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Laura-Fair/147354011991013"&gt;"Laura Fair"&lt;/a&gt; page.  Now I can update you without guilt on the goings on of my designs and new product launches.  So come on over and "like" me if you are there...and invite some friends too!  I am even planning some giveaways and special prizes for those of you who like me the most...yes, I am not above resorting to bribery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8309697855359754066?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8309697855359754066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8309697855359754066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8309697855359754066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8309697855359754066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/02/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5J_e79AnUps/TWDgCmwmNII/AAAAAAAAA3A/LdJnWSrTLJc/s72-c/Laura%2BFair%2BFB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1827028824679325607</id><published>2011-02-15T11:40:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T12:52:47.945+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Fanciullezza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NppJgH-8CGI/TVpYiQDorUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/O-8JcB4khf4/s1600/Paint%2Bdry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NppJgH-8CGI/TVpYiQDorUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/O-8JcB4khf4/s400/Paint%2Bdry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573864834273422658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I am oh so patiently waiting on the paint to dry for one of my newest &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://laurafair.com/products9.htm"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; projects...I thought I would learn a new word in Italian so that I might write a little update on the last weeks here...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fanciullezza or infanzia&lt;/span&gt;...childhood...as in reliving one's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;Gaston Bachelard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I seem to have found myself in this limbo state many many times over the past weeks.  We all experience it from time to time on different levels...that nostalgic feeling of carelessness and wonder that washes over you...and the sensation of letting go and absorbing a childlike moment can be so freeing and so therapeutic.  Of course, I did not quite think about this as I planned the activities...but the reward I unintentionally received was surely worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1SVSgboNWQ/TVpe55dFu8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/SMuc9hx273A/s1600/Camels%2B%2526%2BZebras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--1SVSgboNWQ/TVpe55dFu8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/SMuc9hx273A/s400/Camels%2B%2526%2BZebras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573871837592796098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDG8PBVfVUs/TVpe51g57WI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wH6x-TT3BkM/s1600/Eles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 462px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDG8PBVfVUs/TVpe51g57WI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wH6x-TT3BkM/s400/Eles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573871836535057762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03FPuMgNLgk/TVpe6HjSc9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/en6bKWXgUOo/s1600/doxies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03FPuMgNLgk/TVpe6HjSc9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/en6bKWXgUOo/s400/doxies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573871841376891858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I went to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;circo&lt;/span&gt;, circus!  And I saw camels, goats, yaks, horses, zebras, lasso toting cowboys, showgirls, magic, clowns, and even an elephant.  I ate popcorn and cotton candy and laughed and clapped and whistled and sat in awe with my mouth open wide.  And the dachshunds...just another of my adventures...to a dog show where you can only imagine the sounds of all the little yippee dogs and the smells of the big ones...hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had the opportunity to teach my precious students some painting and later on in the week we took &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una gita&lt;/span&gt;, a field trip.  I will save that for another post, as I have so much to tell...but will leave you with this thought that has been so reinforced within me.  Take advantage of the smallest things that are offered around you.  Act silly...don't worry about the thoughts of the person next to you...let yourself go...or you might never know how much joy you could bring to yourself...or to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1827028824679325607?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1827028824679325607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1827028824679325607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1827028824679325607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1827028824679325607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/02/fanciullezza.html' title='Fanciullezza'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NppJgH-8CGI/TVpYiQDorUI/AAAAAAAAAyI/O-8JcB4khf4/s72-c/Paint%2Bdry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-3118271323892720501</id><published>2011-02-04T18:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T19:00:02.401+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>San Biagio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUvRSSGQuQI/AAAAAAAAAxU/m49fHLtQCQ4/s1600/Over%2Bmountian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUvRSSGQuQI/AAAAAAAAAxU/m49fHLtQCQ4/s400/Over%2Bmountian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569775476199700738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was a fascinating day here in the Italian Catholic calendar.  A day dedicated to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;San Biagio&lt;/span&gt;, or Saint Blaise in English, who became famous as a miraculous healer when after touching a child with a fish bone caught in his throat, the bone astonishingly melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUw7r5A-Q6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/TF0f7LCswlk/s1600/Pierle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUw7r5A-Q6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/TF0f7LCswlk/s400/Pierle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569892464375776162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We drove over the mountain to the tiny hamlet of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pierle&lt;/span&gt; to attend services honoring this former hermit made saint.  The little church was packed to the gills with people who came from miles around to honor him.  Even the high priest from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Cattedrale di San Donato&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Arezzo&lt;/span&gt; was in attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mass, we all waited our turn to be blessed by the priest.  Holding two candles in a "V" against my throat, the priest quietly voiced in Italian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the prayers and the merits of San Biagio, God will free you of throat ache and any other aches."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away from the priest a little affected I must say...uneasy on my feet, but in a good way.  I, luckily, have not had the pain of a sore throat or worse this season, and hopefully after this...I never will.  We departed the church with two precious packages of blessed bread, apparently to be used throughout the year should such a problem arise, and a little book about the adored &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chiesa di San Biagio a Pierle&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUvRSgSAesI/AAAAAAAAAxc/3fZJky6Us4c/s1600/San%2BBiagio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUvRSgSAesI/AAAAAAAAAxc/3fZJky6Us4c/s400/San%2BBiagio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569775480007064258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(A little comment...I did order roasted sea bass for lunch and had  nary a problem with the bones...I had to giggle a bit when I thought about the coincidence, but note that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; a believer.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-3118271323892720501?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/3118271323892720501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=3118271323892720501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3118271323892720501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3118271323892720501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/02/san-biagio.html' title='San Biagio'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUvRSSGQuQI/AAAAAAAAAxU/m49fHLtQCQ4/s72-c/Over%2Bmountian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8970554331703222234</id><published>2011-01-30T10:47:00.018+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T14:03:24.051+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>A Casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUVMlj1W7KI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9cbF_kT3sNo/s1600/January%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUVMlj1W7KI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9cbF_kT3sNo/s400/January%2Bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567940722471398562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Home again.  There is always a reentry I must go through when returning from the US to Italy.  An adjustment of sorts.  Language changes, weather changes, food changes, hour changes, you get the picture.  I have no idea if this happens to others who share their lives between two different countries...but a metamorphosis of sorts must occur with me to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful holiday filled with family, friends, trips, food, wine, art, a card game or two.  I saw those I had not seen in many moons and shared lots of laughs and even a cry.  To be a little melodramatic...it was filled with every emotion possible...and I loved every minute of it.  To say that the trip was not long enough is an understatement, but then again, it is always like this...better for it to be too short than too long in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUVK1B3wUsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/bHFFUNRmV-E/s1600/Dec-Jan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUVK1B3wUsI/AAAAAAAAAw4/bHFFUNRmV-E/s400/Dec-Jan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567938789209297602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nephew Big Al is continuing to grow and now walk and even talk...is a one year old supposed to do this?  My sister and her husband hosted our Christmas to perfection with family meal traditions and "Flo stockings"...thanks you two.  I traveled around the Carolinas searching for mountains and snow...as you all may know, it was not all that hard to find.  I rang in the new year with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crostini&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rose spumante&lt;/span&gt;, and a dance party.  I swam with sharks and brightly colored things...or at least I had the sensation.  I braved the cold for my special &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; reception at one of my favorite places on the Savannah River, the &lt;a href="http://www.themorris.org/index.shtml"&gt;Morris Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt;. I was so happy to see old friends and new faces and to meet some amazing children...I should say teenagers...who blew me away with their confidence and grace (and even called me ma'am!) I fell down...twice to be exact, in the treacherous ice storm of 2011 in Atlanta...and nervously drove through it to make client meetings.  All worth it as good things are coming down the line &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amici&lt;/span&gt;...I am beyond happy with the results and will update you on new product soon.  Now I am back to it...refreshed and revived with ideas and inspiration...of course some walks through the countryside did not hurt either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buon anno di nuovo a tutti&lt;/span&gt;...happy new year again to all of you.  May you see all your dreams come true in 2011.  I think it will happen...starting to feel it already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8970554331703222234?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8970554331703222234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8970554331703222234&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8970554331703222234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8970554331703222234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/01/casa.html' title='A Casa'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TUVMlj1W7KI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9cbF_kT3sNo/s72-c/January%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1130102593765178314</id><published>2011-01-06T16:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:06:19.393+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Morris Museum of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TSYstT3Hv3I/AAAAAAAAAww/Y-TBWeFy_LA/s1600/This-Week-1-3-11_04.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 472px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TSYstT3Hv3I/AAAAAAAAAww/Y-TBWeFy_LA/s400/This-Week-1-3-11_04.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559179946972659570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so happy to tell you all about something really special.  I have been meaning to mention it for a while now, but my holiday goodness got in the way.  Now that the new year has begun, it is time to get back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday, January 9, 2011 from 2:00 - 4:00 pm, the &lt;a href="http://www.themorris.org/index.shtml"&gt;Morris Museum of Art &lt;/a&gt;will be hosting a "Meet the Artist" for me at the museum in downtown Augusta, Georgia.  This is especially touching to me, as I have loved the museum since in opened its doors in the early 1990's, and even contemplated working there right out of school.  It hosts a stunning art collection specifically dedicated to Southern Art and Artists of the United States...isn't that great?  I hope that anyone who will be in the area will come by to see me...and I will be sure to update here with pictures soon after the event.  Thank you again to Kelly Catlett and the entire Morris crew...I am beyond appreciative for this opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1130102593765178314?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1130102593765178314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1130102593765178314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1130102593765178314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1130102593765178314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/01/morris-museum-of-art.html' title='Morris Museum of Art'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TSYstT3Hv3I/AAAAAAAAAww/Y-TBWeFy_LA/s72-c/This-Week-1-3-11_04.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7381792919638662315</id><published>2011-01-01T19:07:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:13:38.442+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Buon Anno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQunzWiAW6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/CBZ09W63f-I/s1600/Calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQunzWiAW6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/CBZ09W63f-I/s400/Calendar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551715466327645090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy New Year, Buon Anno a tutti&lt;/span&gt;...I hope that all of you had a very festive holiday!  Just in time to assist me in my battle with writing 2011 instead of 2010, here is a little peek at our new &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; Perpetual Calendars with matching Month and Day Patterned Glass Magnets debuting for January 2011!  They are made of antiqued metal and come in a box set in two coordinating colors.  Shown above is the celery green version, and there is also one in turquoise blue!  Cannot wait to get my hands on one so I can get my studio life organized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to the &lt;a href="http://americasmart.com/markets/gift/"&gt;Atlanta International Gift and Home Furnishings&lt;/a&gt; market again where&lt;a href="http://www.gersoncompany.com/"&gt; Lone Elm Studios&lt;/a&gt; will be selling these, along with all the other &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/01/stateside.html"&gt;items&lt;/a&gt; in our &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; collection, in their showroom in Building 2 #1363B.  So, if you are attending the Atlanta market...be sure to stop by.  Better yet, let me know so I can meet you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7381792919638662315?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7381792919638662315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7381792919638662315&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7381792919638662315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7381792919638662315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2011/01/buon-anno.html' title='Buon Anno'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQunzWiAW6I/AAAAAAAAAwc/CBZ09W63f-I/s72-c/Calendar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-3757819359912407057</id><published>2010-12-17T16:12:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T20:16:02.382+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Scuola</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQut5DpIv0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6x_dWuBlatM/s1600/Dec%2Bsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQut5DpIv0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6x_dWuBlatM/s400/Dec%2Bsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551722161406263106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the snow slowly falls here, I cannot help but think of the happiness my little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bambini&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scuola&lt;/span&gt; are experiencing right now. I bet they are bursting at the seams to get outside and play. It reminds me that I have yet to tell you, I have been teaching at the local elementary school!  My friend, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mariangela&lt;/span&gt;, kindly asked if I would be available to come to her 4th grade class every so often to talk about art...in English.  This got my head spinning, of course, and based on my &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/products9.htm"&gt;Chic Girls&lt;/a&gt; collection of paintings on canvas, we came up with a program that involves Art, Anatomy, Literature, and English.  I now go to the school every two weeks or so to give a little of my time, and hope that the students get a little out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out the class with anatomy and parts of the human body in English accompanied with how to draw a face complete with practice drawings of the head, neck, shoulders, and rounding out with the face and hair.  The excitement was contagious that first day.  The smiles were so big, I wanted to take them all home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next session happened to fall on Thanksgiving, so I decided, still with anatomy as our theme, that we would use our hands and feet to make turkeys!  They were so happy to get a little messy with paint and brushes and learn a bit about an American tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQt-jcVS7WI/AAAAAAAAAwU/iR1PRJizjS4/s1600/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQt-jcVS7WI/AAAAAAAAAwU/iR1PRJizjS4/s400/thanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551670113030303074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we moved onto the big stuff...the main part of our project...the self portrait.  We took pictures of each child and challenged them to draw themselves based on the photo.  Look at how great they are doing...I am so proud!  We will be continuing throughout the school year with painting and storytelling and I cannot wait to see what they will do next!  Don't worry, I will be sure to share the finished product with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQt-jGnl9zI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xa5kj7ya0JM/s1600/Collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 456px; height: 469px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQt-jGnl9zI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xa5kj7ya0JM/s400/Collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551670107201468210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To round out our last class of 2010...we read &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://thenostalgialeague.com/olmag/moore-the-night-before-christmas.html"&gt;Twas the Night Before Christmas&lt;/a&gt; in English and then sang every verse of &lt;a href="http://www.carols.org.uk/jingle_bells.htm"&gt;Jingle Bells&lt;/a&gt;.  As the bell rang, 15 little Italians ran out of class chanting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Merry Christmas and Happy New Year"&lt;/span&gt;...it really doesn't get much better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-3757819359912407057?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/3757819359912407057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=3757819359912407057&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3757819359912407057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3757819359912407057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/12/scuola.html' title='Scuola'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQut5DpIv0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6x_dWuBlatM/s72-c/Dec%2Bsnow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8760119226842930962</id><published>2010-12-11T10:59:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:47:41.644+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Festeggiare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQNO-mXJzEI/AAAAAAAAAvk/oZV3Tk7Bit8/s1600/Auguri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQNO-mXJzEI/AAAAAAAAAvk/oZV3Tk7Bit8/s400/Auguri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549366003207097410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been celebrating around here.  Anyone who knows me knows I am out of my head for birthdays.  Well, at least for MY birthday!  As far back as I can remember, I have celebrated not only the day, but usually the week, and sometimes even the entire month of December.  Yes, I exaggerate and I don't care who knows it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week continued my tradition of exploiting my birthday and now a year passing of our &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html"&gt;health issues&lt;/a&gt;...so we celebrated...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tanto...troppo&lt;/span&gt;!  We began the week with a day trip to the province of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asti&lt;/span&gt; to attend the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fiera del Bue Grasso&lt;/span&gt;...the festival of the fat ox. Seven of us piled in and drove up through the snow to Northern Italy.  What a gorgeous trip...we wound through the coast roads of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toscana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liguria&lt;/span&gt; to end up in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Piemonte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQNSEZ-N7aI/AAAAAAAAAvs/yHVkVMF0HTQ/s1600/Moncalvo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQNSEZ-N7aI/AAAAAAAAAvs/yHVkVMF0HTQ/s400/Moncalvo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549369401495383458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though the sun hid from us the entire day, the colors of the architecture and landscape contrasted brilliantly against the snow and fog.  We ate and drank amongst the locals at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sagra del Bollito&lt;/span&gt;, a feast of strange and wonderful delicacies.  Can you imagine, the menu included, among other things, a version of raw tartar of ox (which most ate like a hamburger), crowns and innards of a rooster, and boiled tongue and head of the ox served with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salsa verde&lt;/span&gt;.  I bravely ate everything...cannot say I enjoyed it all, but I sure am proud of myself for being adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQNh2Ksg9mI/AAAAAAAAAwE/WS0ROdO443M/s1600/Fieldss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQNh2Ksg9mI/AAAAAAAAAwE/WS0ROdO443M/s400/Fieldss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549386749062477410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We continued the week taking time for languid walks through the woods and fields with the puppies, attending a gift &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;regalo&lt;/span&gt; expo, decorating the live Christmas tree, pizza with friends (because it is not a celebration without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pizza&lt;/span&gt;!), a delicious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italo-Americano&lt;/span&gt; dinner in a beautiful home high on a hill, and the icing on the celebration cake...a surprise birthday dinner party at a Mexican restaurant.  Yes people, you can take the girl out of America and drop her in Italy, but please don't mess with her love of Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grazie mille&lt;/span&gt; to all of my lovely friends here in Italy and from afar that contributed to this year's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;festeggiamenti&lt;/span&gt;.  What a week...I so cannot wait until next year...I am already planning.  Gosh, I am a lucky lucky girl to have all I do and all of you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8760119226842930962?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8760119226842930962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8760119226842930962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8760119226842930962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8760119226842930962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/12/festeggiare.html' title='Festeggiare'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TQNO-mXJzEI/AAAAAAAAAvk/oZV3Tk7Bit8/s72-c/Auguri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-3974902347699348642</id><published>2010-11-29T16:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:58:37.468+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Olio Nuovo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For almost an entire month, I have been in an olive oil induced haze...yes, we picked olives this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPe-egNZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAu8/IpWwdwfUIdk/s1600/Olives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPe-egNZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAu8/IpWwdwfUIdk/s400/Olives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546110897381565746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the help of many friends, I have laid out nets under at least 200 trees, moved ladders to and fro, hand scraped more olives from their branches than I want to count,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfGXk9J1SI/AAAAAAAAAvU/H47kP6IdUEk/s1600/net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfGXk9J1SI/AAAAAAAAAvU/H47kP6IdUEk/s400/net.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546119574489519394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emptied crate upon crate of olives into bags,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfKBiAac2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/nKDOleK59QQ/s1600/hands%2Bin%2Bolives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfKBiAac2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/nKDOleK59QQ/s400/hands%2Bin%2Bolives.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546123593787274082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;made exactly 3 trips to the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; frantoio&lt;/span&gt;, olive oil mill, for pressing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfAyX30eGI/AAAAAAAAAvE/SiXM3m1Xlx0/s1600/Oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfAyX30eGI/AAAAAAAAAvE/SiXM3m1Xlx0/s400/Oil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546113437764188258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bottled and labeled specialness for friends, and ate a boat load of fire toasted&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bruschetta&lt;/span&gt; with just a hint of garlic, salt, and a drenching of electric green oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfAy3qIg_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/_5Do42gce9s/s1600/toasting%2Bbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 470px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPfAy3qIg_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/_5Do42gce9s/s400/toasting%2Bbread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546113446296716274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to say, it certainly was not as much as I have done in years past, but it was still a bit of work.  However, the reward is incomparable.   Tuscan olive oil, yes I am biased, especially when it is freshly picked and pressed has to be the best in the world.  It has an almost harsh spiciness in the back of your mouth that makes you eager for more.  I drizzle it on salads, soups, veggies, of course bread, anything I can really.  In fact, over the past month I cannot tell you how many times I have uttered the words...excuse me while I wipe the olive oil off my chin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-3974902347699348642?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/3974902347699348642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=3974902347699348642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3974902347699348642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3974902347699348642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/12/olio-nuovo.html' title='Olio Nuovo'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TPe-egNZ5TI/AAAAAAAAAu8/IpWwdwfUIdk/s72-c/Olives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6409982347993782601</id><published>2010-11-03T09:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T12:11:14.970+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Cento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;100, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cento&lt;/span&gt;, I have posted here 100 times...hard for me to believe I have had that much to say, and that even though I have slowed down, you all are still reading.  I appreciate it and thank you so much for the constant support. This past weekend we said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao&lt;/span&gt; to October, I thought I would leave you with the memories of the month.  Still one of my absolute favorites I have to say &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-days.html"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;.  If you are thinking of planning a trip to Tuscany...make it in October...just a few reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TNFCfvkaXmI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qetPZbvPleA/s1600/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 472px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TNFCfvkaXmI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qetPZbvPleA/s400/Collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535278530127617634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.  Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into the trees.  The winds will blow their freshness into you...while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.  &lt;/span&gt;~  John Muir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6409982347993782601?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6409982347993782601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6409982347993782601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6409982347993782601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6409982347993782601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/11/cento.html' title='Cento'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TNFCfvkaXmI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qetPZbvPleA/s72-c/Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-9173049804256448223</id><published>2010-10-18T18:15:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:58:57.209+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Reveal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx7PQJ94NI/AAAAAAAAAug/VA8BABJGxhc/s1600/Rizzy+Home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx7PQJ94NI/AAAAAAAAAug/VA8BABJGxhc/s400/Rizzy+Home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529429944469151954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something VERY big has been brewing behind the scenes at &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; over the past months.  (Sneak peek above...this is a very soft reveal, as I am not even sure if I have the go ahead to do it...but, I am just so elated!)  I promise I will reveal much much more to you as soon as I have my hands on some photos and the official word where it will be sold.  For my wholesale clients out there and those of you going to the &lt;a href="http://www.highpointmarket.org/"&gt;High Point Furniture Market&lt;/a&gt; this week...the &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teen and Children's Bedding Collection for Girls and Boys is debuting with &lt;a href="http://www.hometexco.com/index.php"&gt;Rizzy Home&lt;/a&gt;!  (Yes, as I &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/08/travelin.html"&gt;hinted&lt;/a&gt; before, now your children can have sweet dreams with &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt;!)  The Rizzy Rugs and Home Texco showroom is in High Point at Showplace #3515, so please check it out if you are there and tell them I sent you...and be sure to let me know if any of you happen to catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-9173049804256448223?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/9173049804256448223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=9173049804256448223&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/9173049804256448223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/9173049804256448223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/10/reveal.html' title='Reveal'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx7PQJ94NI/AAAAAAAAAug/VA8BABJGxhc/s72-c/Rizzy+Home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-2185434602853475367</id><published>2010-10-15T18:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:55:12.134+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><title type='text'>More Damask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx26kqnrlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/UJ6DB7sB-Us/s1600/4c869cbe867aa0e9582991951fa07cbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx26kqnrlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/UJ6DB7sB-Us/s400/4c869cbe867aa0e9582991951fa07cbe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529425191151054418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I happened upon more of the &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://madisonavegifts.com/index.php?page=shop/flypage&amp;amp;product_id=16610"&gt;Damask Collection&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/"&gt;Golden Rabbit&lt;/a&gt; enamelware while perusing the web the other day.  Aren't these shots gorgeous?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx261sJx9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/2_VeBxADIls/s1600/9af03890bdd748e6b60e121e2c37a023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx261sJx9I/AAAAAAAAAuY/2_VeBxADIls/s400/9af03890bdd748e6b60e121e2c37a023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529425195720886226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you would like to see more info or to purchase...click on over to &lt;a href="http://madisonavegifts.com/index.php?page=shop/flypage&amp;amp;product_id=16610"&gt;Madison Avenue Gifts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-2185434602853475367?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/2185434602853475367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=2185434602853475367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2185434602853475367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2185434602853475367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-damask.html' title='More Damask'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLx26kqnrlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/UJ6DB7sB-Us/s72-c/4c869cbe867aa0e9582991951fa07cbe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1294903911656951665</id><published>2010-10-11T12:13:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:54:52.847+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Battesimo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLLm2H3IsGI/AAAAAAAAAuI/BParPWVrEeA/s1600/Battesimo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 460px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLLm2H3IsGI/AAAAAAAAAuI/BParPWVrEeA/s400/Battesimo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526733510234648674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the midst of all of the touring we have been doing over the past weeks, we also celebrated a very special day.  Above is my Goddaughter, Caroline.  She traveled all the way from the United States to be baptized in Italy...and for her grandmothers and grandfather, I offer this personal post.  We found the perfect venue, as Caroline's parents are Episcopal, the over 100 year old  &lt;a href="http://stjames.it/"&gt;St. James Church&lt;/a&gt; in Florence, and had an intimate private ceremony with Father Mark Dunnam...not only an American priest, but a southern gentleman to boot.  How wonderful and something she will no doubt be able to tell her grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In 2010 I have become a Godparent twice...to my little nephew Alexander, and now Caroline. I pray that I will be able to give them support, love, and be a good example to each of them throughout their lives.  More realistically, I will probably be known as their crazy aunt Laura who lives in Italy and lets them eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gelato&lt;/span&gt; for dinner...but that is ok, both sentiments sound pretty good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1294903911656951665?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1294903911656951665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1294903911656951665&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1294903911656951665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1294903911656951665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/10/battesimo.html' title='Battesimo'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TLLm2H3IsGI/AAAAAAAAAuI/BParPWVrEeA/s72-c/Battesimo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4530309952004314147</id><published>2010-10-08T11:51:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T18:14:09.725+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><title type='text'>Red Damask</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look what I found!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/store/catalog/prod.jhtml?itemId=prod107380014&amp;amp;parentId=cat18060740"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7wu67d4JI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tgE5tlPi2As/s400/Neiman+Marcus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525618481713504402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/span&gt; Red Damask Collection for Golden Rabbit is on sale at &lt;a href="http://www.neimanmarcus.com/store/catalog/prod.jhtml?itemId=prod107380014&amp;amp;parentId=cat18060740"&gt;Neiman Marcus&lt;/a&gt;.  For an even better, more detailed, and bigger look...click the link.  Always exciting when I find my product around in the marketplace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4530309952004314147?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4530309952004314147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4530309952004314147&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4530309952004314147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4530309952004314147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/10/red-damask.html' title='Red Damask'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7wu67d4JI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tgE5tlPi2As/s72-c/Neiman+Marcus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6755677487283370967</id><published>2010-10-02T10:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T12:23:58.404+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Turista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7pHFDkKtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/UC6aczI3RJM/s1600/tour2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 460px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7pHFDkKtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/UC6aczI3RJM/s400/tour2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525610100655663826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My days have been filled with touring over the past weeks.  We have had many many friends come to visit this autumn season...the perfect excuse for me to slow down and be a tourist in my own little area.  It really is one of the best times to be here in Tuscany.  The countryside is alive with the sights and smells of all the fall has to offer.  The grapes that have ripened through the summer are ready for harvest, the olive trees are doubled over with bright acid green olives, the fields are coming to life again with touches of baby grass, and the hardwoods have just slightly begun to change their color to a deep gold.  Even the fireplace is in full swing...grilling sausages and warming hands.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7pG7bEFAI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ToAPm0LNiFs/s1600/tour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 460px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7pG7bEFAI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ToAPm0LNiFs/s400/tour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525610098069869570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The other day, I returned from one of our outings to find a perfect reminder to the end of summer on the door step.  A couple of days later, I found a touch of fall...I love the generosity of our family and neighbors in the country...certainly not something that would happen often to me in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7pGlsmDXI/AAAAAAAAAto/3_N10EUAiIg/s1600/indian+summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7pGlsmDXI/AAAAAAAAAto/3_N10EUAiIg/s400/indian+summer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525610092237819250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am sure more discoveries are in store for us over the coming Indian summer days...for now, I cannot wait to get back to being a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turista&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6755677487283370967?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6755677487283370967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6755677487283370967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6755677487283370967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6755677487283370967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/10/turista.html' title='Turista'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TK7pHFDkKtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/UC6aczI3RJM/s72-c/tour2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8782497128126699032</id><published>2010-09-17T11:10:00.019+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T10:12:10.378+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TJxUeCgWvQI/AAAAAAAAAs4/polcN3s-Bn8/s1600/found.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TJxUeCgWvQI/AAAAAAAAAs4/polcN3s-Bn8/s400/found.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520380118294772994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you live in a foreign land, sometimes you forget that life you left behind...the one where you would chat with every passerby without a care.  By this I mean that when you have to concentrate on every word that comes out of your mouth, sometimes you find you do not make the effort you should, although I feel this is a wrong way to think.  That is why when my lovely friend &lt;a href="http://sperlygirl.typepad.com/sperlygirl/"&gt;Suzanne&lt;/a&gt; and her adorable husband and even more adorable boys, age 4 and 1, decided to travel the two hours to pay us a visit a couple of weeks ago, I was in heaven. She and her family have been living in Tuscany for 5 years now...both her boys were born here.  We carried on and on for hours...of course not only because it was our native language, but because &lt;a href="http://www.sperlygirl.com/sperlygirl/2010/09/lingering.html"&gt;Suzanne&lt;/a&gt; is such a like minded person to me. I did not know how much I could miss and appreciate hours of fun about art projects, living in Italy, changes in the US, missing "southern" things (she, too, is originally from Georgia...how cool is that?)  We lingered over meals, sipped wine, had a great time dreaming up stories of wild boar, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cinghiale&lt;/span&gt;, gazing at planets and the moon, and scavenging for found objects to make art when they returned home.  I was reminded of this and of little 4 year old Kai this morning on my walk when I found a slice of ceramic lying on the dirt road.  My thoughts immediately returned to my amazement of his wonder and imagination...then the most beautiful color orange in a rusted chain caught my eye.  I wanted to know, what would he make with these? With my eyes now open and with him in mind, I cannot wait to see what other goodies I might find along my way.   Isn't it the smallest things in life that open up the largest things within us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit Suzanne's little glimpse at her world in Italy at &lt;a href="http://sperlygirl.typepad.com/sperlygirl/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Sperlygirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you will be happy you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8782497128126699032?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8782497128126699032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8782497128126699032&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8782497128126699032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8782497128126699032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/09/found.html' title='Found'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TJxUeCgWvQI/AAAAAAAAAs4/polcN3s-Bn8/s72-c/found.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7729139143885129893</id><published>2010-08-31T14:54:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:21:55.862+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Paradiso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TH0DFvLQehI/AAAAAAAAAsk/h_DhHjKGxNw/s1600/Paradiso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 450px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TH0DFvLQehI/AAAAAAAAAsk/h_DhHjKGxNw/s400/Paradiso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511564916069267986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I live in paradise.  Today is one of those days, I just wanted to pinch myself when I woke up to make sure it was true.  The sky is the richest blue I have ever seen...the air is so clear...the temperature is an absolutely perfect 75 degrees with a slight breeze.  So, as you can imagine, I happily decided after lunch that I could not stay inside another minute...I needed to be out in the landscape.  I rushed down the stairs and out into the yard to plop down in the grass under my favorite fig tree and gaze at the sky.  I captured a photo for you.  Then something strange...my back started to uncontrollably itch.  From the middle...the part where you cannot reach...it crawled up into my scalp and back down again...an indescribable heat and sting.  I ran inside, saw that my back was in hives, and jumped into a cool shower. Hee hee...so much for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un paradiso&lt;/span&gt;...I guess I needed a little reminder to keep the perspective that some things are not always as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7729139143885129893?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7729139143885129893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7729139143885129893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7729139143885129893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7729139143885129893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/08/paradiso.html' title='Paradiso'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TH0DFvLQehI/AAAAAAAAAsk/h_DhHjKGxNw/s72-c/Paradiso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-2463424402254970352</id><published>2010-08-28T08:41:00.019+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:22:24.635+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Agosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; agosto&lt;/span&gt;, has been jam-packed I tell you.  I have been hiding a bit behind my work this month, but have also found some weekend time to relax and destress.  I really need to remember to do that...especially when my computer is sending me signals like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scratch disks are full&lt;/span&gt;...sorry cannot open that file, etc.  Frustrating to say the least, but nothing takes that stressy feeling away better than these little faces...you had to know I was going to bring up the puppies at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THizO_eDlqI/AAAAAAAAAsE/8X47cNItkFs/s1600/hanging+around.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 430px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THizO_eDlqI/AAAAAAAAAsE/8X47cNItkFs/s400/hanging+around.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510351214224840354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are thriving.  We have had to say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao&lt;/span&gt;, or better yet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arrivederci&lt;/span&gt;, to one and this weekend yet another two will depart...a little sad and my heart breaks a bit, but I know they will be treated with the loving care they deserve and I will be able to watch them grow...the beauty of knowing the new families!  So, we will be left with our two and one to go, and rest assured I aptly named one Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THizBqmaEzI/AAAAAAAAAr8/7wXmobWgxJs/s1600/puppy+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 430px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THizBqmaEzI/AAAAAAAAAr8/7wXmobWgxJs/s400/puppy+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510350985284424498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ferragosto&lt;/span&gt; and our celebration from &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/ferragosto.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;?  This year was even better...we had 30 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amici&lt;/span&gt; over to the house to grill steaks on the outside fire.  Everyone brought their own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bistecca&lt;/span&gt; and contributed to the meal...lovely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;melanzane alla parmigiana&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bruschetta&lt;/span&gt;, pear and rosemary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;torta&lt;/span&gt;, pineapple upsidedown cake, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;torta con pinoli&lt;/span&gt;, and of course &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gelato&lt;/span&gt;.  We stuffed ourselves and then danced and sang the night away under a sliver of moon.  (I, as luck would have it, was stuck inside most of the day and evening trying to make a design deadline so did not get any photos of the beautiful table, but did catch this one of some of the group from the upstairs studio.  Have to say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grazie tanto&lt;/span&gt; to my friends that did all the set-up work for me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THizeOwc62I/AAAAAAAAAsM/tJTXcZiUvQ0/s1600/ferragosto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THizeOwc62I/AAAAAAAAAsM/tJTXcZiUvQ0/s400/ferragosto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510351476026567522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and we made it to the seaside this month for the first time...can you believe it?  We are smack in the middle of Italy here...travel two hours to the east or two hours to the west you can reach the beach.  We chose the Adriatic coast for the most authentic taste of the Italian summer seaside life...and what a life it is...look at all the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THi38PqZ6HI/AAAAAAAAAsU/C_gDvJxNLJs/s1600/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THi38PqZ6HI/AAAAAAAAAsU/C_gDvJxNLJs/s400/beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510356389712226418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I love the fact that it doesn't matter how old, young, skinny, wrinkled, etc. you are...on the beach you let it all hang out so to speak (not a tankini in sight) and enjoy yourself.  Not a bad way to spend a Sunday...who knows...maybe I'll try the Tyrrhenian coast tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-2463424402254970352?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/2463424402254970352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=2463424402254970352&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2463424402254970352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2463424402254970352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/08/agosto.html' title='Agosto'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/THizO_eDlqI/AAAAAAAAAsE/8X47cNItkFs/s72-c/hanging+around.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5705263820091537083</id><published>2010-08-11T09:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:15:09.337+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Travelin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TGKtDjzxBXI/AAAAAAAAArE/0_D_jE6Hm0k/s1600/Lone+Elm+Studios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TGKtDjzxBXI/AAAAAAAAArE/0_D_jE6Hm0k/s400/Lone+Elm+Studios.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504151971263743346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh goodness y'all (southern accent took no time to come back), I cannot believe it has been over a month since I last posted!  I have been so blessed to be able to have spent some wonderful time in Georgia...not to mention South Carolina and North Carolina, too.  I am one lucky girl, I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My visit to Atlanta and the Gift Show exceeded my expectations.  I was able to connect with some old clients, renew relationships with some would be clients, and secure some NEW clients.  Oh the stories I would like to tell...soon I will be able to spill the beans, I promise.  You are going to be amazed (I sure was) at the new product we will be launching in the coming months.  A little hint, you might get to sleep with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/span&gt;...hee hee.  Lone Elm Studios is selling tons of my little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/span&gt; product mix (above)...and I finally was able to put my own hands on the merchandise.  If I don't say so myself, it turned out great...I love it...and am really proud of what we have been able to put together.  Even bigger news, The &lt;a href="http://www.themorris.org/"&gt;Morris Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt; in Augusta, Georgia will soon be carrying the &lt;a href="http://store.themorris.org/Content/17.htm"&gt;line&lt;/a&gt;...really exciting to have it in my hometown and so honored to be in such a prestigious place.  (By the way, if you are interested in grabbing some, let me know and I will point you in the right direction.)  &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/"&gt;Golden Rabbit Enamelware&lt;/a&gt; continues to offer all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/span&gt; patterns, Damask, Blue Toile, and Beach House...it is always great to catch up with Peggy and Kathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show was a whirlwind of family, friends, beach, lake, and even clients.  I have to say, I just really did not get enough time with nephew Big Al, he is growing so fast, but I was fortunate to see him get his first cute little boy haircut and take his first of many boat rides on the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TGKtbCg1TbI/AAAAAAAAArU/mcoaiwAtTXs/s1600/Al+in+pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TGKtbCg1TbI/AAAAAAAAArU/mcoaiwAtTXs/s400/Al+in+pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504152374642822578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beach was incredible...a whole week at Isle of Palms in Charleston...thank you Meags and the whole Fullerton~Miracle~Oldham clan for an unforgettable yet extremely relaxing time...you have no idea how much it meant to me to be there with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TGKuCJuqj3I/AAAAAAAAArc/kEDZUG9xruY/s1600/Me+%26+Meags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TGKuCJuqj3I/AAAAAAAAArc/kEDZUG9xruY/s400/Me+%26+Meags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504153046594785138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am now back to the literal drawing board in Tuscany.  I have deadlines and deadlines, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scadenze&lt;/span&gt;...a new word I had to learn last week.  It is great to be back...the weather is stunning and a cool 75-80 degrees outside right now...but I cannot pay any attention to that...I gotta work!  Hope you all are enjoying these last days of summer, I am sure going to miss it when it is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5705263820091537083?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5705263820091537083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5705263820091537083&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5705263820091537083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5705263820091537083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/08/travelin.html' title='Travelin&apos;'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TGKtDjzxBXI/AAAAAAAAArE/0_D_jE6Hm0k/s72-c/Lone+Elm+Studios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6353319945284529159</id><published>2010-07-09T08:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:05:00.344+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Showtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TDSOymD0bSI/AAAAAAAAAq8/m-gxRbgn6-w/s1600/Atlanta+July+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 455px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TDSOymD0bSI/AAAAAAAAAq8/m-gxRbgn6-w/s400/Atlanta+July+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491170845532646690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cannot believe how fast time is moving...aren't these supposed to be the lazy, hazy days of summer?  I am off very soon to the &lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com/markets/gift"&gt;Atlanta International Gift and Home Furnishings Market&lt;/a&gt; once again.  Work, work, and more work...but that is not all...you know I will have the chance for play as well!  Updates, product news, and Big Al to come soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6353319945284529159?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6353319945284529159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6353319945284529159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6353319945284529159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6353319945284529159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/07/showtime.html' title='Showtime'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TDSOymD0bSI/AAAAAAAAAq8/m-gxRbgn6-w/s72-c/Atlanta+July+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7659676300032195328</id><published>2010-07-02T10:11:00.018+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:34:47.968+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Falchi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With all of the excitement of the puppies, I forgot to tell you about a very cool thing we did the week after they were born!  The &lt;a href="http://www.gamefairitalia.it/"&gt;Game Fair Italia&lt;/a&gt; is held every June outside of the town of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tarquinia&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lazio&lt;/span&gt;...right on the sea...and at the last minute, we decided to take a little trip down.  I agreed to go to this somewhat heavy on the hunting and fishing exhibition with the promise that there would be dachshunds...you know I am a sucker for a good dachshund demonstration.  When we arrived, instead of encountering my precious breed, we found falcons, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;falchi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2u49vOv3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/1pccwAxV5VI/s1600/Falco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 460px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2u49vOv3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/1pccwAxV5VI/s400/Falco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489235814503071602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falconeria&lt;/span&gt;, the handing of falcons or falconry, is a practice dating back to medieval times and is still very prominent today in Tuscany.  This is not my first encounter with falcons.  For many years I have attended an annual competition simulating a hunt by using hunting dogs for tracking and falcons as weapons.  Through this I have met all sorts of people from all over Italy passionate for these grand birds, in fact we stumbled upon some friends, &lt;a href="http://www.falconieridelre.it/index.php"&gt;Falconieri del Re&lt;/a&gt;, who were performing a show, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spettacolo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2vF5FZKJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/QdU17ihHzMk/s1600/Spettacolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2vF5FZKJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/QdU17ihHzMk/s400/Spettacolo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489236036592150674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2vfZah-QI/AAAAAAAAAq0/7VEi4TagwOw/s1600/spettacolo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 357px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2vfZah-QI/AAAAAAAAAq0/7VEi4TagwOw/s400/spettacolo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489236474767472898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This group truly keeps to the ancient art and long standing traditions,  even down to their dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2vSCd_VvI/AAAAAAAAAqs/mT4c6MvIy_Q/s1600/hunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2vSCd_VvI/AAAAAAAAAqs/mT4c6MvIy_Q/s400/hunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489236245269665522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What incredibly proud animals...truly amazing.  In real life it is quite violent to watch a falcon in action...this day was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since returning home, the subject of becoming more involved in the "sport" has been brought up many times...so much so that a friend dropped off a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;falconeria&lt;/span&gt; book in English.  Oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;per favore&lt;/span&gt;, this is the last thing I need right now.  A falcon, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;davvero&lt;/span&gt;, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7659676300032195328?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7659676300032195328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7659676300032195328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7659676300032195328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7659676300032195328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/07/falchi.html' title='Falchi'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TC2u49vOv3I/AAAAAAAAAqc/1pccwAxV5VI/s72-c/Falco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-3966853118815282089</id><published>2010-06-28T13:08:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:18:44.387+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>28 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TCiDWK3Rw9I/AAAAAAAAAqE/u6562PgM5EM/s1600/Jealous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 347px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TCiDWK3Rw9I/AAAAAAAAAqE/u6562PgM5EM/s400/Jealous.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487780562847515602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The babies are growing...they were 28 days old yesterday.  They change on a minute to minute basis.  I cannot believe how much they absorb in such a short time.  We had an impromptu photo shoot to celebrate their birthday.  Here are some shots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TCiDpVJFQRI/AAAAAAAAAqM/j3MjAjoQHKE/s1600/28+days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 452px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TCiDpVJFQRI/AAAAAAAAAqM/j3MjAjoQHKE/s400/28+days.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487780892024062226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TCiD5HjNhHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/HntcuDag3gA/s1600/Fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 460px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TCiD5HjNhHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/HntcuDag3gA/s400/Fly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487781163253466226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just want to eat them up?!  Anyone interested in taking one home?  I am having a hard time concentrating these days...got to get back to them.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao&lt;/span&gt; for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-3966853118815282089?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/3966853118815282089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=3966853118815282089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3966853118815282089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3966853118815282089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/06/28-days.html' title='28 days'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TCiDWK3Rw9I/AAAAAAAAAqE/u6562PgM5EM/s72-c/Jealous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7503948135215611613</id><published>2010-06-21T08:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T08:33:00.821+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Culturetalk due</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TByVTioeuNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/C535Opip7lc/s1600/Village.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TByVTioeuNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/C535Opip7lc/s400/Village.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484422609177065682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok...as promised...here is the second installment of &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/04/culturetalk.html"&gt;Culturetalk&lt;/a&gt;.  I started this over a month ago and I cannot believe it has taken me quite a while to finish.  Of course, I do not have to mention that I have been completely and totally enamored with my new little ones...eyes are open, little ears can hear me, legs are trying to walk drunkenly...I am sure I will be bombarding you with new photos very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the task at hand...unofficial rules when it comes to food and dining in Italy.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disclaimer: this is truly my opinion and is based on my personal experiences here in Tuscany, note that I mention the word "unofficial", I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not claim to be an expert.  &lt;/span&gt;I think the logical thing to do is to start from the beginning of the day and go from there.  So without further ado, a day of eating out in Tuscany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Colazione&lt;/span&gt; or Breakfast: Quite different from the American way of thinking...the most important meal of the day, etc., Italians typically start their day with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caffe'&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brioche&lt;/span&gt;.  The pastry will be croissant-like, but not too sweet and buttery, and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caffe' &lt;/span&gt;will most likely be a, small by American standards, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt;.  It is meant to be quick, give you a burst of energy, fill your stomach a bit, and get you to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Italians will also have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seconda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;colazione &lt;/span&gt;which can refer to a second breakfast or even early lunch around 10:00 am.  This could consist of another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brioche&lt;/span&gt; or for the more adventurous, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mortadella&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prosciutto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;panino&lt;/span&gt;, sandwich, and a glass of red &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vino&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes, wine in the morning sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, although I have seen tourists accommodated, as a general rule &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un caffe'&lt;/span&gt; is to be had within the bar, not 'to go'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Pranzo&lt;/span&gt; or Lunch:  Here in Tuscany, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pranzo&lt;/span&gt; is at 1:00 pm.  Sometimes, a restaurant will seat you before 1:00, but if you watch your watch, your food will probably not arrive before this time.  I have found that restaurateurs are not that interested in turning over tables or receiving new business after the normal rush, they would rather get home to their lives and families at a decent hour.  Things are changing a bit, but as a rule of thumb, make sure you get in a restaurant between the hours of 1-2:00 pm, after that and you run the risk of not being allowed to eat.  Also, never feel obligated to order an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;antipasto&lt;/span&gt;, then a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;primo&lt;/span&gt;, then a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;secondo&lt;/span&gt;, then a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dolce&lt;/span&gt;...of course unless you would like to...many Italians will, but mostly only for Sunday lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L'Aperitivo&lt;/span&gt; or pre-dinner cocktail:  Join in on this great tradition.  Pick a bar in the main &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;piazza&lt;/span&gt;, plant yourself at a table, order a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prosecco&lt;/span&gt;, and watch the world stroll past.  Between 6-8:00 pm is prime time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passeggiata&lt;/span&gt;, the daily before dinner walk up and down the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;corso&lt;/span&gt; or main street of a Tuscan town.  It is the time to see and be seen, enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Cena&lt;/span&gt; or Dinner:  Again, in Tuscany, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cena&lt;/span&gt; is around 8:00 pm.  Most restaurants will have tables available, but in high season summer on a weekend, it might be nice to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prenotare&lt;/span&gt; or make a reservation.  The same rule applies, do not feel obligated to order each course.  When you have finished your meal, you must ask for the check...as they will not bring it until you ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TByVUCxpeqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/68Q88NVAGrQ/s1600/Dining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TByVUCxpeqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/68Q88NVAGrQ/s400/Dining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484422617805453986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I mostly discussed the timing of your meals, but I need to mention some of the food differences you should pay attention to before you go out to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Bread will arrive to your table, do not be tempted to eat it immediately.  I know, a little harsh, but believe me, you will not like it.  Tuscan bread is meant to be eaten with your meal, therefore, it has no salt added to it.  The food here is generally very well seasoned and the bread helps to counteract that, think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salame&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prosciutto&lt;/span&gt;.  Also, as with some Italian restaurants in America, here you will never be offered butter or olive oil for dipping.  Tuscan olive oil is a precious commodity to be used as part of the meal on toasted bread, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bruschetta&lt;/span&gt;, or dressing your salad, and occasionally for your steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Speaking of salad, you will not be offered a choice of dressings, instead olive oil, vinegar, and salt will arrive to your table for you to dress it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Now speaking of Tuscan steak...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la bistecca fiorentina&lt;/span&gt; to be exact...is one of the choicest meats you will ever eat, but let me warn you, here it is served almost blue.  Yes, the slightest bit raw in the middle.  I cannot tell you how many discussions I have had about the "doneness" of my steak!  I am a meat eater...my favorite childhood dinner is my daddy's steak on the grill...and I like my meat rare.  But here, that is a whole other story.  If you like your meat extra rare, then order &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"al sangue"&lt;/span&gt;.  If you like your meat rare to medium rare, order &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"media cottura"&lt;/span&gt;.  If you like your meat medium to well done...do not order steak...you really do not want to encounter the looks you will receive, they truly think it is a sin against good food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I have heard many people comment on this one, but there are certain rules for coffee drinking...a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; is to be had up until lunch.  It is generally frowned upon if you order one after a meal.  I have noticed that it is not as taboo as before, but you will stick out like a sore thumb so to speak.  In the Italian sense, there is a logical explanation for this, the milk will only hinder your digestion process.  However, as some of you may know, it is never bad to have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;digestivo &lt;/span&gt;after your meal...i.e. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grappa, limoncello&lt;/span&gt;, no idea why these help, but they are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I did not drown you in too much information and that you are still with me.  I can go on and on and on with the differences.  Having said that, I just might...keep and eye out for more tips.  And if you have something to add...I would love to hear about your experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7503948135215611613?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7503948135215611613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7503948135215611613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7503948135215611613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7503948135215611613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/06/culturetalk-due.html' title='Culturetalk due'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TByVTioeuNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/C535Opip7lc/s72-c/Village.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6406251782722391947</id><published>2010-05-30T12:05:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:14:42.157+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Cuccioli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TAI5m2s4nOI/AAAAAAAAAps/uIedHnEAb3k/s1600/babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 476px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TAI5m2s4nOI/AAAAAAAAAps/uIedHnEAb3k/s400/babies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477003436517530850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What an amazing experience I had this morning...to watch our little English Pointer with her brood.  She was so patient...it took her hours and hours, but in the end...six perfect puppies, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuccioli, &lt;/span&gt;born under the warming Tuscan sun.  Let the fun begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6406251782722391947?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6406251782722391947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6406251782722391947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6406251782722391947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6406251782722391947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/05/cuccioli.html' title='Cuccioli'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/TAI5m2s4nOI/AAAAAAAAAps/uIedHnEAb3k/s72-c/babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6365006304153093758</id><published>2010-05-26T13:02:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:15:05.545+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Tribolo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S_0BrGsJ3vI/AAAAAAAAApk/T__MqF8lnnM/s1600/May+is+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 475px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S_0BrGsJ3vI/AAAAAAAAApk/T__MqF8lnnM/s400/May+is+here.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475534561994202866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been having a little trouble&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the computer front.  Looks like I will be up and running again as normal very soon...at least I hope and pray!  On a good note, you cannot imagine how incredible it is here now...worth the wait I will say.  Without the computer there has been plenty of time for play under crystal blue skies...trips to the rejuvenating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terme&lt;/span&gt; (natural sulfur spa), shopping excursions, a drive through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Marche&lt;/span&gt;, an American feast for just the girls. Makes me wonder...maybe this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tribolo&lt;/span&gt; is really just a blessing in disguise?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6365006304153093758?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6365006304153093758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6365006304153093758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6365006304153093758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6365006304153093758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/05/tribolo.html' title='Tribolo'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S_0BrGsJ3vI/AAAAAAAAApk/T__MqF8lnnM/s72-c/May+is+here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8460991138225269487</id><published>2010-05-07T09:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:58:48.504+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S-LuUlZ7_5I/AAAAAAAAApE/7Dxf88Ul8DE/s1600/Starling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 451px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S-LuUlZ7_5I/AAAAAAAAApE/7Dxf88Ul8DE/s400/Starling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468194934986899346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have become somewhat of a country girl since living here in rural Tuscany.  In my city girl former life, gauging time based on when my favorite tv program might be on, I was unaware of the nature surrounding me.  I now base things on the sun, the wind, the birds, the clouds.  I know spring is officially here and warmer weather on its way when the little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;storno&lt;/span&gt; returns to her routine.  Do you remember when I told you about the starling, &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/05/letting-go.html"&gt;storno&lt;/a&gt;, that visits our house to nest every year?  She is back...this time with friends.  Like clockwork, she has returned to her rhythm here making her home in a little hole in the wall.  Literally, as I have said before, she painstakingly builds her loving nest with sticks and hay and needles placed between the ancient stones.  If it were not for her swooping in and out, we would never know it was there.  That is until the tiny chirps can be heard...begging for a treat.  I have fallen head first into this little routine...who needs reality tv when you can look out your window and witness life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Linda Hogan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8460991138225269487?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8460991138225269487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8460991138225269487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8460991138225269487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8460991138225269487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/05/routine.html' title='Routine'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S-LuUlZ7_5I/AAAAAAAAApE/7Dxf88Ul8DE/s72-c/Starling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4542611993414992158</id><published>2010-05-03T08:56:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:09:18.583+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Surtex 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9xP0YFlVjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/4rhycQ6jLCQ/s1600/SURTEX+10+Preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 450px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9xP0YFlVjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/4rhycQ6jLCQ/s400/SURTEX+10+Preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466331808958600754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really thought I might be able to pull off showing at &lt;a href="http://www.surtex.com/"&gt;Surtex&lt;/a&gt; in New York this year...I am sure I mentioned it last year, the annual market for art licensing and design.  I mulled and mulled, and reluctantly decided it is a no for 2010.  There is, of course, that little creative voice in the back of my head that reminds me...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May is your most inspirational time of year&lt;/span&gt;...and with that reminder, the Italian landscape is calling me...and shortly following, into the studio I will run!  After all, I have new work to produce for my July trip to the &lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com/markets/gift/"&gt;Atlanta International Gift and Home Furnishings&lt;/a&gt; market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(And I have not forgotten about my next Italian &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/04/culturetalk.html"&gt;Culturetalk&lt;/a&gt; entry...it is coming...I had no idea I had so many food rules in my head...please stay tuned!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4542611993414992158?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4542611993414992158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4542611993414992158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4542611993414992158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4542611993414992158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/05/surtex-2010.html' title='Surtex 2010'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9xP0YFlVjI/AAAAAAAAAo8/4rhycQ6jLCQ/s72-c/SURTEX+10+Preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5246491341749594718</id><published>2010-04-30T10:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:23:20.641+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Culturetalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9mCfncnp5I/AAAAAAAAAos/By2kpdQS6CI/s1600/Cortona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 460px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9mCfncnp5I/AAAAAAAAAos/By2kpdQS6CI/s400/Cortona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465543102467385234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mentioned briefly in my last &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/04/working-away.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; that I recently had lunch with some very special southern girls.  They decided to stay within the walls of our little town for a week in April to truly capture and integrate themselves into the life here...and live the life they did.  As we sat down to lunch I was asked many questions about the customs and culture of this little place I call home.  I have heard many times from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stranieri&lt;/span&gt;, foreigners (Americans especially) that life here in Italy is different...and almost opposite of what you would expect based on what we are told about Italians from abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Italians are deeply routed in their traditions and manners, and for lack of a better way of putting it, tend to frown on those who do not know to follow their rules.  In talking with my friends, I was reminded of the very things I learned along the way.  They were so interested in making sure they did things "the right way" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I truly believe their southern manners were leading them)&lt;/span&gt;.  I was really struck and touched by this, as I have witnessed so many tourists arrogantly stumble around without a thought of custom or culture.  In a nutshell...we are all people, but our customs can be very very different.  So in tribute to these very conscientious women, I thought to write a series about 'things you need to know before you arrive in Italy', you know the stuff the guide books do not always mention. With the spirit of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un buon consiglio&lt;/span&gt; in mind, here are just a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La bella figura.&lt;/span&gt;  This is the first thing you need to know about Italians...appearance and manner of carrying oneself is very important.  As you spend more time in Italy, you will notice that Italians carry themselves with much pride and are a reserved people when in public.  (Of course there are always exceptions to this, say at a soccer match, etc.)  First impressions are very important and remain in the brain long after you have left someone.  The easiest rule that I follow...when in "town" try to make a bit of an effort with your appearance, the Italians certainly do, and use your "inside" voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saluti&lt;/span&gt;.  I think it is nice to learn a couple of staple greetings before you arrive in Italy.  When you enter a shop or restaurant, it is polite to greet the owner with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buon giorno&lt;/span&gt;, good morning in essence, up until around 4:00 pm and after that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buona sera&lt;/span&gt;, good evening.  I might add, do not say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buona notte&lt;/span&gt;, good night, until you are actually leaving for the night to go to bed.  When you depart always say at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grazie&lt;/span&gt;, thank you or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arrivederci&lt;/span&gt;, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Non toccare!&lt;/span&gt;  Don't touch.  This is a big one here...do not touch the merchandise in small stores...no matter how much you want to do it!  Now when I say that, I mean not only in a clothing or gift store, or even a pharmacy, but with the fruit and vegetable vendors as well.  Shopkeepers are very particular about their products and displays, they would like for you to ask them to help you with something instead of getting it yourself...even though we all know we are capable on our own.  It is just the custom of "customer service" for them, they are truly there to assist you.  So when visiting the local fruit stand, ask the owner to pick out a few apples for you, or when browsing a clothing store, ask the assistant if she has a particular style dress in blue in size x, etc.  You will be very happy you did...they might even smile at you.  (I might add that pointing can be a bit rude as well, but in this case it is better than touching!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9rXkH3PD0I/AAAAAAAAAo0/zboAOmmDgUA/s1600/Perugia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 460px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9rXkH3PD0I/AAAAAAAAAo0/zboAOmmDgUA/s400/Perugia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465918113353502530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are thousands more...I could go on and on and on, but I will save them for other entries.  I think my next list must be about differences in food, eating, table manners, etc.  Cannot wait to share that with you...it will be a long one.  And a quick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grazie&lt;/span&gt; to those ladies who reminded me that I am not that strange, that most people care as much as I do about "fitting in" with the locals...even if only for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5246491341749594718?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5246491341749594718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5246491341749594718&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5246491341749594718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5246491341749594718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/04/culturetalk.html' title='Culturetalk'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9mCfncnp5I/AAAAAAAAAos/By2kpdQS6CI/s72-c/Cortona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-2520624915027104773</id><published>2010-04-27T16:40:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T17:06:21.472+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Working away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9b7VyTZ9GI/AAAAAAAAAok/SPcIf3BgarE/s1600/Duomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9b7VyTZ9GI/AAAAAAAAAok/SPcIf3BgarE/s400/Duomo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464831549559665762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lowdown...I have been &lt;a href="http://blog.rowallanusa.com/"&gt;working&lt;/a&gt; away over here...but of course finding time for myself in between.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aprile&lt;/span&gt; has been good to me...there have been hikes with our American turned Swiss friends, a visit to my favorite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Duomo&lt;/span&gt;, lunches with some special southern ladies, drives through the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chianti&lt;/span&gt;, cappuccinos in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;piazza&lt;/span&gt;, lazy walks through the neighborhood, and peaceful fishing trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9b6NBeR2fI/AAAAAAAAAoU/OMpQbUMgltM/s1600/Tractor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 461px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9b6NBeR2fI/AAAAAAAAAoU/OMpQbUMgltM/s400/Tractor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464830299501353458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather has finally turned warm enough to open the windows and relish the fresh air after our very long winter.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Of course, the one day I really want to do that...they decided to cut the grass in the olive groves surrounding the house with the tractor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No complaints from me though...he mowed my lawn as well!)&lt;/span&gt;  Most of you have probably been enjoying a beautiful warm spring, but here it is just beginning...and giving me so much joy.  You have no idea how nice it is to be able to wear little ballerina flats and not have your toes freeze...but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9b63Bt0JSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_EEqDGoS6A4/s1600/Buon+Consiglio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 460px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9b63Bt0JSI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_EEqDGoS6A4/s400/Buon+Consiglio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464831021121021218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I leave you with a beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madonnina&lt;/span&gt;...offering &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un buon consiglio&lt;/span&gt;, some good advice.  Take from it what you will...isn't that the beauty of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-2520624915027104773?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/2520624915027104773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=2520624915027104773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2520624915027104773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2520624915027104773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/04/working-away.html' title='Working away'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S9b7VyTZ9GI/AAAAAAAAAok/SPcIf3BgarE/s72-c/Duomo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7587400372040775903</id><published>2010-04-14T09:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:08:35.534+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Anniversario</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S8V2zjkxCjI/AAAAAAAAAns/ViDNfsA4Tj0/s1600/Primavera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 470px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S8V2zjkxCjI/AAAAAAAAAns/ViDNfsA4Tj0/s400/Primavera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459900751351450162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My one year &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anniversario&lt;/span&gt; is here...it is hard for me to believe I started writing in this space one year ago in April.  Many things have changed, but as I look around many things have stayed the same.  Seems only fitting to start anew in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;primavera&lt;/span&gt;, doesn't it?  It will be very interesting to see what becomes of this new year...after keeping such a record of the year before, that is.  I hope you will continue to follow the seasons with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7587400372040775903?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7587400372040775903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7587400372040775903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7587400372040775903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7587400372040775903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/04/anniversario.html' title='Anniversario'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S8V2zjkxCjI/AAAAAAAAAns/ViDNfsA4Tj0/s72-c/Primavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-2899882429267266765</id><published>2010-04-06T09:47:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:51:51.722+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Pasqua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S7rvHFVXEmI/AAAAAAAAAnk/2FMFIjsmgAs/s1600/March+landscape+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S7rvHFVXEmI/AAAAAAAAAnk/2FMFIjsmgAs/s400/March+landscape+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456936803482669666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the past few days I have walked in two processions, seen many a medieval costume, and gazed at a holy thorn from Jesus's Crown of Thorns.  All in a weekend in Italy at Eastertime.  Easter, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasqua&lt;/span&gt;, is of course the main component in the Christian calendar, and to the Italians...it is bigger than Christmas.  A time where we reflect on what Christ has done for us, so that we may live better lives through him.  A time to contemplate the suffering in the world and forgive sins.  A time to gather with family and friends...and that is just what we did.  I did not have a chocolate Easter bunny, but I did have a delicious roasted rabbit at our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pranzo di Pasqua&lt;/span&gt; along with a savory mix of homemade &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasta al forno&lt;/span&gt;, roast lamb, and rosemary potatoes.  I even ate a pigeon,  a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Colomba, &lt;/span&gt;the traditional dessert cake in the shape of a pigeon...complete with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;limoncello&lt;/span&gt; filling I might add.   Yesterday, the Monday after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasqua,&lt;/span&gt; was the topper of the weekend, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasquetta&lt;/span&gt;...a wandering drive through the countryside, a gentle stroll through market stands, and a lazy night with a book cozy by the fire.  Perfect ending to all the celebration if I don't say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-2899882429267266765?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/2899882429267266765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=2899882429267266765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2899882429267266765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2899882429267266765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/04/pasqua.html' title='Pasqua'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S7rvHFVXEmI/AAAAAAAAAnk/2FMFIjsmgAs/s72-c/March+landscape+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1965431140540281064</id><published>2010-03-17T15:54:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:33:29.024+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S6DjNZfAFhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/S2q8IJ2whjg/s1600-h/Here,+but...jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 549px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S6DjNZfAFhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/S2q8IJ2whjg/s640/Here,+but...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know...I have been gone a long time.  In fact so long, I am not even sure if any of you are still stopping by to see if I will come out of the shadows.  I am sorry for that.  To fill you in on the happenings, I had a lovely trip to the United States visiting with all the ones I love.  (Hope you all are still reading!)  I returned to Italy where it was snowing and sleeting and all sorts of cold things and where stoking fires became a full time job.  The charming &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/designer.aspx"&gt;Peggy&lt;/a&gt; and her husband dropped in for lunch on her birthday.  I had an insightful trip to &lt;a href="http://www.mipel.com/"&gt;Milan&lt;/a&gt; for work and inspiration with &lt;a href="http://www.rowallanusa.com/"&gt;Kathleen&lt;/a&gt;.  I have been nurturing new projects including some narrative writing and paintings.  I have been digging the mixes you can find on 8tracks.com.  Take a listen to &lt;a href="http://8tracks.com/phiberlina/morning-campers"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.  Even had time to visit with old friends in &lt;a href="http://www.ubaldograzia.it/"&gt;Deruta&lt;/a&gt; and dream of hand-painted Italian ceramics again.  (They will always be my first love.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S6DnaDwxHPI/AAAAAAAAAm8/TJNUtZfFJV8/s1600-h/Blossoms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 442px; height: 331px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S6DnaDwxHPI/AAAAAAAAAm8/TJNUtZfFJV8/s640/Blossoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now...today &lt;i&gt;oggi&lt;/i&gt;...finally the sun is shining.  (You know how much I love the &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/05/che-fai-di-bello.html"&gt;sun&lt;/a&gt;.)  The trees are even slowly starting to bloom here, pale pink almond blossoms and creamy white peaches.  Maybe that is why the shadow decided to check in with you.  I hope to resume regular programming very soon and want to know... are you looking forward to the approaching spring?  I, for one, cannot wait...it is about time, right?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1965431140540281064?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1965431140540281064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1965431140540281064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1965431140540281064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1965431140540281064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/03/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S6DjNZfAFhI/AAAAAAAAAm0/S2q8IJ2whjg/s72-c/Here,+but...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5317222713891511603</id><published>2010-02-02T09:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:21:12.796+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><title type='text'>Awards and Such</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S2GuF4S8t4I/AAAAAAAAAmY/kXJdKqy2JHU/s1600-h/kreativ_blog1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S2GuF4S8t4I/AAAAAAAAAmY/kXJdKqy2JHU/s320/kreativ_blog1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://kt40.typepad.com/kt40/copyright-2007-2009-for-katy-keuter-please-do-not-use-any-of-the-photos-or-content-on-this-blog-without-my-consent-thank.html"&gt;kt&lt;/a&gt; over at her &lt;a href="http://www.kt40.typepad.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; bestowed a wonderful award to me the other day.&amp;nbsp; I have not had a chance to talk about it here, but I want to say I feel so very honored to have received it, thank you!&amp;nbsp; Katy is a wonderful girl, so creative, a great mom to 3 children, and also an expat who lives in Northern Italy.&amp;nbsp; Please do go and check out her blog sometime...you will not be disappointed...you will be amazed at her talent.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rules of my &lt;i&gt;Kreativ Blogger&lt;/i&gt; award state that I must choose other "kreativ bloggers" to share with you to spread their word.&amp;nbsp; So here are some of my top reads...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missdoxie.com/"&gt;Miss Doxie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rummage.typepad.com/rummage/"&gt;Rummage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mloves.typepad.com/"&gt;Melissa Loves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myhalfglassedlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Half-Glassed Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.rowallanusa.com/"&gt;Fiona and Ian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All are creative in their own ways...whether it be writing style, photography and styling, color, humor, travel.&amp;nbsp; Hope you enjoy these reads! (For those I mentioned...you may pass on the award to others if you would like to play along with us!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now as part of the award I must share some unknown facts about myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; My nickname is Fancy...short for Fancy Pants.&amp;nbsp; For some reason it has stuck...and it has a little something to do with the fact that I must have &lt;i&gt;Caffeine Free Diet Coke&lt;/i&gt;...not just coke, a mix of Decaf Espresso with Regular Espresso and half milk, toothpaste must be tartar control, whitening, paste...you get the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I did not start wearing makeup until I was 35...when my friend Kimberly dragged me to &lt;a href="http://www.lauramercier.com/store/home.jsp"&gt;Laura Mercier&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I have never looked back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I hate to exercise...I do not run even when being chased...and yes, I know that is bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; This is not so little known, but my doxie &lt;i&gt;Ciccia Maria&lt;/i&gt; is my best friend...and she usually travels on the plane with me to the US...I miss her since I left her in Italy this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5317222713891511603?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5317222713891511603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5317222713891511603&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5317222713891511603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5317222713891511603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/02/awards-and-such.html' title='Awards and Such'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S2GuF4S8t4I/AAAAAAAAAmY/kXJdKqy2JHU/s72-c/kreativ_blog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4532873192255822703</id><published>2010-01-26T00:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:31:24.253+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Stateside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jhL2IrZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/hySFshkrZTo/s1600-h/Canvases+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jhL2IrZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/hySFshkrZTo/s400/Canvases+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ciao all....it has been ages!  You probably think that I have fallen off the face of the earth.  Well, I have fallen out of my normal routine.  I have been working, traveling, visiting with family, shopping, dining with friends, and eating really great &lt;i&gt;american&lt;/i&gt; food...all of which have made the urge to sit down at the computer not a strong one.  However, I realized today that I have not revealed the wonders of my trip to the Atlanta market to you!  Even though I made it in on the tail end of the show and missed many, I was able to see my wonderfully cute new product &lt;i&gt;(if I don't say so myself)&lt;/i&gt; debut with Lone Elm Studios and snap a few photos.  So, without further ado...I give you my &lt;i&gt;NEW Laura Fair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Collections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is so thrilling...the goal was to produce a capsule gift collection.  With these designs, we thought to be very price and environmentally conscious and give everything a vintage feel.  To start, we have notecards...featuring 8 different styles of both my lovely ladies and birds in the garden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jrWrFQ5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/oeoBry6Hxp4/s1600-h/Notecards+Girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 343px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jrWrFQ5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/oeoBry6Hxp4/s400/Notecards+Girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jqXO4McI/AAAAAAAAAmA/amlhoQCoJJU/s1600-h/Notecards+Birds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jqXO4McI/AAAAAAAAAmA/amlhoQCoJJU/s400/Notecards+Birds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have decorative ceramic bird feeders, eggs, and orbs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jiRR1utI/AAAAAAAAAlY/wjIU1DN606E/s1600-h/Ceramics.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jiRR1utI/AAAAAAAAAlY/wjIU1DN606E/s400/Ceramics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jjpFPYmI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PcU3plMMRBM/s1600-h/Ceramics+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jjpFPYmI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PcU3plMMRBM/s400/Ceramics+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Great gift items...notecubes and post-it notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jm-AAlcI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4T3dELchFzM/s1600-h/Lone+Elm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 167px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jm-AAlcI/AAAAAAAAAlw/4T3dELchFzM/s400/Lone+Elm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jpF_TAFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CHDAx8rRvVY/s1600-h/Noteboxes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jpF_TAFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/CHDAx8rRvVY/s400/Noteboxes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some vintage feel kraft paper journals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jk0J85FI/AAAAAAAAAlo/PDpZ-r0-Egc/s1600-h/Journals.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 343px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jk0J85FI/AAAAAAAAAlo/PDpZ-r0-Egc/s400/Journals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even some resin paperweights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jstYi4MI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3qtXw4nc1S8/s1600-h/Paperweights.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jstYi4MI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3qtXw4nc1S8/s400/Paperweights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And my favorite, some wonderful 5" x 7" canvases featuring my Chic Girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jfRlK_BI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XfFFJfMwH_g/s1600-h/Canvases.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 636px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jfRlK_BI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XfFFJfMwH_g/s640/Canvases.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All will be available at a gift store near you very soon...I will keep you posted as to where.  Cannot wait to hear what you think of the new things.  Gotta run now...hope all is well with you and I promise to update more of my trip...that is if nephew Big Al will let me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4532873192255822703?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4532873192255822703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4532873192255822703&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4532873192255822703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4532873192255822703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/01/stateside.html' title='Stateside'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S14jhL2IrZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/hySFshkrZTo/s72-c/Canvases+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6305201451549278927</id><published>2010-01-04T12:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:22:22.757+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Atlanta 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S0HLeEnzTBI/AAAAAAAAAko/xe7DGe--kYY/s1600-h/Atlanta+Preview+2010+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S0HLeEnzTBI/AAAAAAAAAko/xe7DGe--kYY/s640/Atlanta+Preview+2010+web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is that time of year again...design time!&amp;nbsp; The image above is a quick glimpse into my new portfolio.&amp;nbsp; Think plays on jewel tones, a warm harvest, really exciting.&amp;nbsp; Of course all the photography here is on offer for license as well!&amp;nbsp; With every new year comes a change in color, a change in design, and a change in outlook.&amp;nbsp; 2010 is going to be the best year yet for &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;i&gt;I can feel it&lt;/i&gt;...can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As of a couple of days ago, I was not sure I was going to make the &lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com/markets/giftrug/"&gt;Atlanta International Gift &amp;amp; Home Furnishings Market&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; At the last minute, I made a big decision and grabbed a ticket!&amp;nbsp; So, by next weekend...I will be in Georgia again.&amp;nbsp; I have so many things to share with you and my clients.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.activemerchandiser.com/CatalogView.aspx?SaveEvent=false&amp;amp;Rand=0.360523172356432&amp;amp;CatalogOID=8210&amp;amp;ShowPage=ViewCatalog.aspx?Left=54:amp:Right=55:amp:CatalogOID=8210:amp:Password=:amp:amsite=onecoast&amp;amp;AMSITE=onecoast"&gt;New Product&lt;/a&gt; will be debuting, &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/designs9.htm"&gt;new designs&lt;/a&gt; and paintings have been dreamed up and are ready for development, and a &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-arrivato.html"&gt;new nephew&lt;/a&gt; is here for me to exhaust with the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, with that said...you will have to wait a bit for me to get all my goodies together before they make their debut here...I know, waiting is tough, but it will be worth it...&lt;i&gt;believe me&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I hope that I will see some of you there...please get in touch if I do not get to you first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6305201451549278927?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6305201451549278927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6305201451549278927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6305201451549278927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6305201451549278927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/01/atlanta-2010.html' title='Atlanta 2010'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S0HLeEnzTBI/AAAAAAAAAko/xe7DGe--kYY/s72-c/Atlanta+Preview+2010+web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6762873432729636389</id><published>2010-01-03T12:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:22:37.065+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S0B6jErfueI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RlM36NwBNx4/s1600-h/Danger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S0B6jErfueI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RlM36NwBNx4/s400/Danger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422468694324263394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been working on this entry for a very long time.  I have written words, I have erased words, I have deleted it completely.  This has not been a easy one to write, but I felt I needed to do it, so I kept to it...perseverance above all.  Now with the start of the new year, could there be a more perfect time for me to get on my soapbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been going through some tough times over the last 2 1/2 months that I do not want to get into here for privacy sake.  However, I need to tell you a little bit about the goings-on in order to stress some things I think all of us should do.  About 6 months ago, I decided that we needed to get all of the medical tests that people of a certain age should get.  As I have somewhat mentioned &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I lost my mother, I lost my grandmother, and Dino lost his father to the "c word".  That ugly nasty word that is still hard for me to write.  So, long story short...we got tests, we got touched again, we stopped it in time, and hopefully it is over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the public service announcement.  Talk to your doctors...get the proper screenings and tests...especially if you have a history of disease in your family.  I am talking all...colonoscopy, mammogram, dermatological, Pap test, blood pressure, prostrate, diabetes, cholesterol...and do not let them tell you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you are too young"&lt;/span&gt;.  Do not wait for signs, because as we have found lately &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(at the risk of sounding overly dramatic)&lt;/span&gt;, you just never know...and it could save your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6762873432729636389?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6762873432729636389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6762873432729636389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6762873432729636389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6762873432729636389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S0B6jErfueI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RlM36NwBNx4/s72-c/Danger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1272950177542558664</id><published>2009-12-30T16:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:22:43.042+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sztss_mB6PI/AAAAAAAAAjY/FUzQpI5NZL8/s1600-h/Lady+Luck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 461px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sztss_mB6PI/AAAAAAAAAjY/FUzQpI5NZL8/s400/Lady+Luck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421046096711510258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wishing you a little taste of Lady Luck...&lt;br /&gt;may she shine on us continuously throughout 2010!&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Felice Anno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nuovo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/S0CPVh2z9FI/AAAAAAAAAjw/euY7XcOKtOQ/s1600-h/ciao.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1272950177542558664?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1272950177542558664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1272950177542558664&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1272950177542558664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1272950177542558664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/12/luck.html' title='Luck'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sztss_mB6PI/AAAAAAAAAjY/FUzQpI5NZL8/s72-c/Lady+Luck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6863847792679411712</id><published>2009-12-23T07:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:23:34.322+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Natale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SzEWdBAdBXI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KHF6HqQi8ao/s1600-h/Buon+Natale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SzEWdBAdBXI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KHF6HqQi8ao/s400/Buon+Natale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418136514445772146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Auguri di Buon Natale&lt;/span&gt;...Merry Christmas...and all good things to you from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6863847792679411712?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6863847792679411712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6863847792679411712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6863847792679411712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6863847792679411712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/12/natale.html' title='Natale'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SzEWdBAdBXI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KHF6HqQi8ao/s72-c/Buon+Natale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8072198383408531878</id><published>2009-12-19T10:05:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:23:45.403+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Neve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning we awoke to a silence so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SyyXiT7MHnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zxqPzafu7mY/s1600-h/Neve2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SyyXiT7MHnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zxqPzafu7mY/s400/Neve2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416871067539742322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is it just me, or is anyone else secretly dreaming of a white Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8072198383408531878?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8072198383408531878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8072198383408531878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8072198383408531878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8072198383408531878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/12/neve.html' title='Neve'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SyyXiT7MHnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/zxqPzafu7mY/s72-c/Neve2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4957637390214972997</id><published>2009-12-14T09:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:23:53.889+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SyX_9w2NglI/AAAAAAAAAjA/I7P8GIhvb6Q/s1600-h/Asciano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 437px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SyX_9w2NglI/AAAAAAAAAjA/I7P8GIhvb6Q/s400/Asciano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415015563532272210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is beginning to look a lot like Christmas around here...despite the threat of rain and even snow.  Each little village&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "paese"&lt;/span&gt; has their own way of displaying their joy.  This is the quaint &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;citta&lt;/span&gt; of Asciano in the province of Siena.  We stole away last week and took a little side trip where we had the most wonderfully lazy lunch in a small &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trattoria&lt;/span&gt;...followed by a warm hot chocolate Italian style...imagine a cup of melted chocolate that you almost want to eat with a spoon, and do.  I hope that you all are enjoying the holiday season...and taking a little time for yourself as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4957637390214972997?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4957637390214972997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4957637390214972997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4957637390214972997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4957637390214972997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='Beginning'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SyX_9w2NglI/AAAAAAAAAjA/I7P8GIhvb6Q/s72-c/Asciano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5971682003020030535</id><published>2009-12-09T08:28:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:24:19.385+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>E' Arrivato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sx9SY4I_FDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/4E03f7c3F0k/s1600-h/For+Little+One.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 437px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sx9SY4I_FDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/4E03f7c3F0k/s400/For+Little+One.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413135864463037490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is here...finally...we have been waiting and waiting for him.  I am now an aunt, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una zia&lt;/span&gt;, my sister called at 3:30 in the morning her time to chat, she was anxious for his arrival.  He took his time, but at 10:42 pm on December 8th...a magical date for babies as it represents the immaculate conception of Mary I might add...he arrived into the world.  I cannot wait to spoil the heck out of him...starting with this little one above...made with fabric I designed and had printed.  I hope he will be his best friend...besides me of course!  Great job B &amp;amp; J, I cannot wait to meet your little one...love to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5971682003020030535?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5971682003020030535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5971682003020030535&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5971682003020030535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5971682003020030535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-arrivato.html' title='E&apos; Arrivato'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sx9SY4I_FDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/4E03f7c3F0k/s72-c/For+Little+One.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6218766534227149928</id><published>2009-12-03T10:07:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:35:39.457+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>L'inverno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxeHLN0D_hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dw3wOXCuUmg/s1600-h/Picking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 449px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxeHLN0D_hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dw3wOXCuUmg/s400/Picking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410942104065277458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Winter has officially arrived as of this morning.  Thick fog, frosty windshield...the whole shebang.  With this close of autumn, I was reminded I didn't tell you all about the olives.  How could I have missed that?  Well, it is easy to explain...we did not pick olives this year.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;, I have been here in Tuscany for almost 5 years, complained every year about having to work, have even rounded up unsuspecting friends to help, and this is the first time we have not picked.  The olive trees we have are not doing so well...they are getting up there in years and and as a result, they are not producing very much.  New trees will be planted soon, so, we will have to wait until next year for the full story.  However, the olives surrounding our house were picked...just not by us.  I cannot say I was disappointed...picking for a day is beautiful in the fresh air with a lunch of sausages by the fire in the fields.  However, picking everyday including weekends for more than a month...nope, didn't miss it a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6218766534227149928?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6218766534227149928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6218766534227149928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6218766534227149928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6218766534227149928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/12/linverno.html' title='L&apos;inverno'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxeHLN0D_hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dw3wOXCuUmg/s72-c/Picking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7554111339057506812</id><published>2009-11-28T09:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:35:46.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Ringraziamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the Italians, our Thanksgiving Day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Giorno del Ringraziamento&lt;/span&gt;, celebration is a little foreign to say the least.  Turkey, for one, is not something that is readily available in these parts.  Well, I take that back, it is in the form of sliced breasts or even maybe the odd leg or two, but never the entire turkey.  If you would like one, you need to order it at least a week in advance from a butcher, and lord knows where they find it.  This year we were debating on making the whole Thanksgiving feast, and at the last minute (the night before) decided to put the word out we needed a turkey.  We got the call at 2:00 in the afternoon on Thursday...they found us a turkey...a HUGE turkey, 7.5 kilos (16.5 pounds) to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxD0Kt4vdpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/PmEZL5lWciE/s1600/Thanksgiving+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 433px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxD0Kt4vdpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/PmEZL5lWciE/s400/Thanksgiving+table.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409091617425421970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had anticipated we might locate what we were looking for...I had made some side dishes in advance that morning...thinking that if no one came, I would eat them myself.  Keeping the Italian pallet in mind, I made Connoisseur's casserole (my very favorite from the cookbook I mentioned before &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/waste-not.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), St. Paul's Rice (because my family always does rice), and spinach and artichoke casserole.  We stuffed the bird with a very special stuffing of bread, sausage and apples, (and whatever else we could find) and threw it in the oven. It barely fit and I wanted to post a picture, but it was just too much to show.  I frantically called around to see who might be able to make the feast...at one point we were 12, by the time dinner was finally ready (9:00 pm) we were down to 6.  Actually a very easy number to manage.  We insisted all the boys have a beer before...tradition, say one thing in which they are thankful, drink all sorts of wine, arrange all of their food on one plate (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this was a hard one!&lt;/span&gt;), and eat until their heart's content.  Dinner was over way after midnight...and although it was not exactly like being in America, it was special just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxD0KwRN5dI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_JMwvZGPjJE/s1600/Thanksgiving+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxD0KwRN5dI/AAAAAAAAAiM/_JMwvZGPjJE/s400/Thanksgiving+sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409091618064950738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope all of you had as much fun as I did...and someone watched the parade for me...I did miss that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7554111339057506812?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7554111339057506812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7554111339057506812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7554111339057506812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7554111339057506812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/ringraziamento.html' title='Ringraziamento'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SxD0Kt4vdpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/PmEZL5lWciE/s72-c/Thanksgiving+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-2026168962989723655</id><published>2009-11-26T06:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:36:03.475+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sw05DgHF3BI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gsUOkq6hPeY/s1600/Mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 437px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sw05DgHF3BI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gsUOkq6hPeY/s400/Mommy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408041459863903250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been two years today since we were forced to say goodbye.  Oh what I would give to be able to hear your voice again...to be a child and absorb every little word.  I am so blessed that I had time with you as an adult as well.  You taught me more than you thought you did, this I am sure...and I am still learning from the memory.  I am thankful for you, Mommy...today and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-2026168962989723655?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/2026168962989723655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=2026168962989723655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2026168962989723655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2026168962989723655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sw05DgHF3BI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gsUOkq6hPeY/s72-c/Mommy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5506717821626704823</id><published>2009-11-25T14:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:36:17.106+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Correction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sw0x2uWAqYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/URYeyKwYrJg/s1600/Vicini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 436px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sw0x2uWAqYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/URYeyKwYrJg/s400/Vicini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408033543764879746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my head is not really where it should be right now...which is attached to my body.  Do you all ever get like that...hands move and type things that you didn't even think or do things that you did not mean to do and it takes you a while to figure it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link I posted in my last entry # 9 about the internet was supposed to be &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/chimamanda_adichie_the_danger_of_a_single_story.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  I was so inspired by this woman's outlook on "the danger of the single story" and how we tend to see one side of everything, when in fact most things are so multifaceted we might not ever get the complete story.  If you get the chance to have 20 minutes to spare, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; watch this wonderfully enlightening talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to the regularly scheduled program...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5506717821626704823?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5506717821626704823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5506717821626704823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5506717821626704823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5506717821626704823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/correction.html' title='Correction'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sw0x2uWAqYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/URYeyKwYrJg/s72-c/Vicini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6741954465111454186</id><published>2009-11-21T08:57:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:36:28.820+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Loving right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it is time we try to concentrate on the nice things.  So with that in mind...here is a little list of 10 things I am loving right now, in no particular order, and subject to change tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My fireplace...the warmth and glow you can feel from the big leather chair parked right in front of it...you have to be here to understand.  (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciccia&lt;/span&gt; gets it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Swe2D7U3lnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/dWOifXeA_TI/s1600/Fireplace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 340px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Swe2D7U3lnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/dWOifXeA_TI/s400/Fireplace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406490056262653554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2.  My &lt;a href="http://www.twiningsusashop.com/blackcurrants-ginseng-and-tahitian-vanilla.html"&gt;Twinings&lt;/a&gt; Black Currant &amp;amp; Ginseng and Rasberry &amp;amp; Echinacea infusions during the day and &lt;a href="http://www.yogiproducts.com/products/details/bedtime-tea/"&gt;Yogi Tea&lt;/a&gt; bedtime tea at night.  They can warm your soul like nothing else...not to mention my hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fresh clementines and the smell that lingers long after you have eaten one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Our new TV channel...&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fox_Retro"&gt;Fox Retro&lt;/a&gt;.  I cannot tell you how fun it has been to relive my childhood through shows like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Boat, Charlie's Angels, 8 is Enough&lt;/span&gt;...even the theme music brings back memories.  And the fashion...inspiration heaven.  I could write a whole post just on this channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Walks in the woods hunting for mushrooms, and making a huge batch of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tagliatelle ai funghi&lt;/span&gt; when we return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Swe2VqEq8PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/oiBU2tb9kcw/s1600/Hunting+for+Mushrooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 436px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Swe2VqEq8PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/oiBU2tb9kcw/s400/Hunting+for+Mushrooms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406490360868958450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6.  My new tall black boots with cashmere tights and warm scarves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Sharp contrasts that only come in Autumn.  Fresh new green grass, brilliant yellows, oranges and reds, the smell of smoke rising from chimneys, warm sun and cool moisture soaked air, the fog lifting to reveal bright blue sky...the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Swe1sM1pOPI/AAAAAAAAAhU/UW4yQ09cmbc/s1600/Autumn+Colors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 341px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Swe1sM1pOPI/AAAAAAAAAhU/UW4yQ09cmbc/s400/Autumn+Colors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406489648646666482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8.  Impromptu trips to towns just to people watch and window shop...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siena&lt;/span&gt; is one of the best places to do this...then finding a hole in the wall restaurant to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  The internet...being able to stay in touch with family and friends is essential to living far away.  Not to mention all the wonderful things you can find...places to escape to...and being able to share things here with you.  Having said that, the ability to find wonderful stories like &lt;a href="http://www.chookooloonks.com/blog/month/november-2009?currentPage=16"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and fun things like &lt;a href="http://hookedonhouses.net/2009/08/16/diane-lanes-italian-villa-in-under-the-tuscan-sun/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and even very silly things like &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/go_fug_yourself/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (click the links).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Working...it has been taking up most of my time, but it really is the funnest part.  Dreaming up new products, drawing new patterns, painting new images, proofing samples we have already created, even writing some stories...cannot wait to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What about you?  What are you loving right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6741954465111454186?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6741954465111454186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6741954465111454186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6741954465111454186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6741954465111454186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/loving-right-now.html' title='Loving right now...'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Swe2D7U3lnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/dWOifXeA_TI/s72-c/Fireplace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7803783992991302484</id><published>2009-11-17T16:24:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:36:38.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>November Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SwLBjyR8WJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/JrZUXA9pV90/s1600/November+morn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SwLBjyR8WJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/JrZUXA9pV90/s400/November+morn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405095323334629522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. November, I was about to give up on you, seriously.  I have to say you have been a little melancholy this year and it is not helping any of us.  You have allowed the sun to shine exactly one day...and I can tell you which one, Wednesday November 11th, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;San Martino&lt;/span&gt;, the day we celebrate with chestnuts and new wine by the fire.  And it was wonderful, and it gave us hope, but then, the very next day you covered us in fog and clouds again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today when I woke up, a little pessimistic to say the least, you must have known, because when I looked out the window it gave me so much joy to see the blue sky and the fog dissipating.  And did you hear the birds singing...they were almost deafening.  I even opened the windows to grab as much of the sun as I could.  Is it too much to ask to let it happen again tomorrow?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7803783992991302484?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7803783992991302484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7803783992991302484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7803783992991302484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7803783992991302484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-morning.html' title='November Morning'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SwLBjyR8WJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/JrZUXA9pV90/s72-c/November+morn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6932342947955534274</id><published>2009-11-13T09:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:36:50.676+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Tanti Auguri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sv0e6Ss2ztI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IU7TAL_Itzk/s1600-h/bets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sv0e6Ss2ztI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IU7TAL_Itzk/s400/bets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403509114715688658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to you...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tanti auguri a te&lt;/span&gt;...happy birthday little sister Betsy...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tanti auguri a te&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest things about living far away is sometimes you miss the good stuff.  I love you Bets...35 is going to be your best year yet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6932342947955534274?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6932342947955534274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6932342947955534274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6932342947955534274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6932342947955534274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/tanti-auguri.html' title='Tanti Auguri'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sv0e6Ss2ztI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IU7TAL_Itzk/s72-c/bets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5917772530498302807</id><published>2009-11-10T08:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:37:27.569+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Autumn Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SvlYZWYOAyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/05X9wrqsvn8/s1600-h/Autumn+Rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SvlYZWYOAyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/05X9wrqsvn8/s400/Autumn+Rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402446420534756130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sta piovendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, tanto&lt;/span&gt;...it is raining, a lot these days. As the sky casts strange light upon the landscape, it unfortunately does not allow for productive thoughts.  It makes me want to wrap up in a blanket in front of the fire and devour a good book...no time for that now...but you can bet it will be the first thing I do when I get the chance. How about you...reading any good books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5917772530498302807?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5917772530498302807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5917772530498302807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5917772530498302807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5917772530498302807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/autumn-rain.html' title='Autumn Rain'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SvlYZWYOAyI/AAAAAAAAAg8/05X9wrqsvn8/s72-c/Autumn+Rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5927311033931428347</id><published>2009-11-01T08:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:37:35.049+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Su1KsMUywRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/MBl-0CZpFX0/s1600-h/Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 435px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Su1KsMUywRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/MBl-0CZpFX0/s400/Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399053651370230034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;November 1st and 2nd are very special days here, a time when family gets together and celebrates those we have lost.  All Saints day is combined with the day of the dead in family celebration and memory.  This afternoon will be spent gathering for Sunday lunch, attending a special mass at our little country church, visiting the cemetery, and praying for our loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is especially poignant for me as it is the anniversary of the loss of my Grandad one year ago...which in turn also evokes strong memories of my mother.  I will be thinking of them today (as I do every day) and will send a gift of fragrant roses...a favorite of both of them.  I have a book my sister gave me that I refer to often, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Healing After Loss&lt;/span&gt;, and today this is what it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But surely among the richest of these experiences are the times when, with nostalgia and often with affectionate laughter, we share with others our memories of someone we love who has gone on before.  We leave such experiences warmed and strengthened by our common history, our commemorations of life and of love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that in mind, I will try to look upon this day not with sadness, but I will concentrate on thoughts, laughter, and remembrances of happy times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5927311033931428347?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5927311033931428347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5927311033931428347&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5927311033931428347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5927311033931428347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Su1KsMUywRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/MBl-0CZpFX0/s72-c/Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5083474926300919773</id><published>2009-10-29T16:53:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:40:05.329+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Out of Focus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sum8NfAgOfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/c0pMETd5SdQ/s1600-h/out+of+focus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sum8NfAgOfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/c0pMETd5SdQ/s400/out+of+focus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398052568228182514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living in a foreign country, every day I am challenged when I answer the phone, when I get into the car, when I go to the store, not to mention when I visit the doctor.  This is something I did not fully grasp before I made my big move to Italy. I never truly studied Italian, all my language skills have been learned by ear.  Frankly, I think it was the best thing for me, but a few grammar lessons here and there would not have hurt either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequently I am asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"what is it like to live in another language?"&lt;/span&gt; The answer I give most often...it feels a bit like you are drunk...all the time...it borders on a dream like state.  Sometimes I catch everything within a conversation, sometimes I miss a word and lose the meaning of a statement, and sometimes I am just lost in the clouds.  Literally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lost in translation&lt;/span&gt;.  You really need to focus when you do even the most mundane of tasks.  So if you are having an off day, do not even get me started.  Lately off days have enveloped me.  This is a really bad time for this to happen and I hope it is just a phase. I really don't want to be labeled the girl from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La La Land&lt;/span&gt;...at least not for the wrong reasons!  Here is to wishing the world back into focus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5083474926300919773?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5083474926300919773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5083474926300919773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5083474926300919773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5083474926300919773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-of-focus.html' title='Out of Focus'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sum8NfAgOfI/AAAAAAAAAgk/c0pMETd5SdQ/s72-c/out+of+focus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8365570264602321874</id><published>2009-10-23T08:30:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:38:19.056+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>October Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SuBSHImvUzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9X3dLpxqRGI/s1600-h/October+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 407px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SuBSHImvUzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9X3dLpxqRGI/s400/October+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395402636112384818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not sure if I have ever mentioned it, but October is my very close second favorite month here in Italy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(May and it's flowers being my first as you probably already guessed)&lt;/span&gt;.  The weather is usually a perfect blend of indian summer and brisk autumn.  However, this year has been a little extreme in that clear, cold Siberian winds literally blew in and overnight my picture perfect fall turned frosty.  Of course, that did not stop anyone around here...we trudged right on through.  We had things to do...Roman baths to visit, new &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; product samples to review, wood pigeons to watch migrate, paintings to finish, stories to read, sunsets to absorb, tree houses to climb up into, views to soak up, new friends to enjoy, quiet rains to listen to, fires to build, and of course wines to taste.  We have had a lovely time so far October, and we thank you for all of your gifts...especially the best one you gave us this year...dear visiting friends in which to share your bounty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8365570264602321874?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8365570264602321874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8365570264602321874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8365570264602321874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8365570264602321874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-days.html' title='October Days'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SuBSHImvUzI/AAAAAAAAAgc/9X3dLpxqRGI/s72-c/October+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1904448196607258988</id><published>2009-10-20T12:14:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:38:26.090+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Flying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/St2OR8MgaqI/AAAAAAAAAgU/b_tDDb3lZrs/s1600-h/On+the+move.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/St2OR8MgaqI/AAAAAAAAAgU/b_tDDb3lZrs/s400/On+the+move.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394624367527226018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my goodness, October is just flying by...I have so many things to tell you all.  We have had some wonderful guests, the weather turned from indian summer to winter in a day, and my twentieth high school reunion came and went without me.  I promise I will elaborate with more details of all the happenings as soon as my feet hit the ground...but I wanted to check in and say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao&lt;/span&gt;...I have been missing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1904448196607258988?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1904448196607258988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1904448196607258988&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1904448196607258988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1904448196607258988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/10/flying.html' title='Flying'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/St2OR8MgaqI/AAAAAAAAAgU/b_tDDb3lZrs/s72-c/On+the+move.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6503340050387779421</id><published>2009-10-07T10:25:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:38:34.719+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Ancona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsxRfcSdgtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/l8PrbHtMrHo/s1600-h/Ancona+Color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsxRfcSdgtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/l8PrbHtMrHo/s400/Ancona+Color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389772454667059922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a little trip...it was heavenly.  Just me and the camera on an incredibly beautiful October Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsxRfw7YFuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/FT3z8J5jyYY/s1600-h/Ancona+moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsxRfw7YFuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/FT3z8J5jyYY/s400/Ancona+moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389772460207380194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that turned into an even more stunning night.  I went to Ancona by the sea to visit a friend.  All I can say is thanks &lt;a href="http://www.homeaccentstoday.com/blogger/3012.html"&gt;Tracy&lt;/a&gt;...for the chance to experience some great inspiration and relaxation...I did not even know I needed it.  But then again, I guess everyone needs a little getaway every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6503340050387779421?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6503340050387779421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6503340050387779421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6503340050387779421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6503340050387779421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/10/ancona.html' title='Ancona'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsxRfcSdgtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/l8PrbHtMrHo/s72-c/Ancona+Color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4994007030720125491</id><published>2009-10-01T18:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:40:22.529+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Vino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTuhz0K6CI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qpAJDQqsakY/s1600-h/Vineyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTuhz0K6CI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qpAJDQqsakY/s400/Vineyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387693318854076450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have now crowned the last weekend of September "the weekend of wine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;".  &lt;/span&gt;September is traditionally the month in Italy for the grape harvest, or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vendemmia&lt;/span&gt;. It is not uncommon to find yourself spending some time in a neighbor's vineyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTjkZL6hAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/HrAoARbLJls/s1600-h/The+Pickers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 435px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTjkZL6hAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/HrAoARbLJls/s400/The+Pickers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387681268617610242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every year we lend a hand to our friends who make their own wine and have a small grouping of vines by the lake. Even though it is hard work, it is a pleasure to be out in the sunshine participating in the harvest and hearing the odd story or two along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTsKKZQ2jI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nRd-mUl0omE/s1600-h/Grapes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTsKKZQ2jI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nRd-mUl0omE/s400/Grapes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387690713575119410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basically we spent Saturday morning cutting ripened bunches of violet grapes from their vines and depositing them into buckets.  Every once in a while, a tractor would creep by to collect our bounty.  Just after picking, the grapes are placed into a machine that spins them and separates the stems from the actual grapes...I had to show you this picture...it seems quite violent, but actually it is a very gentle process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTkaFUufuI/AAAAAAAAAfc/kLdvQkUMgzs/s1600-h/Smashing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTkaFUufuI/AAAAAAAAAfc/kLdvQkUMgzs/s400/Smashing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387682190998798050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vendemmia&lt;/span&gt;, we caught &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vino&lt;/span&gt; fever. While speaking with some new friends we met through &lt;a href="http://www.tuscancontacts.com/"&gt;Tuscan Contacts&lt;/a&gt;, they suggested we tour some wineries around Tuscany and we jumped at the chance to do it.  The first day, we visited a winery in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Montalcino&lt;/span&gt; where among the wines we tasted was the world class &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brunello di Montalcino&lt;/span&gt;.  We then drove to the lovely town of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Montepulciano&lt;/span&gt; across the valley from Cortona to endulge in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vino Nobile di Montepulciano&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTm_BuCD_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/-2_0_2ypRSY/s1600-h/Winery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTm_BuCD_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/-2_0_2ypRSY/s400/Winery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387685024709611506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As if we had not had enough, we chose to go a second day where we traveled to a friend's very small family owned winery not far from Cortona.  It was a beautifully relaxing morning of visiting the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cantina&lt;/span&gt;, strolling through the vineyard, and finally settling down to a spread of Tuscan food fit for a king...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prosciutto&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salami&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pecorino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, cannellini&lt;/span&gt; beans and bread drizzled with olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsToOFwtMEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1TsH26-2Wds/s1600-h/Spread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsToOFwtMEI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1TsH26-2Wds/s400/Spread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387686383004233794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My head is still spinning a bit, and I am not sure if I could drink another drop of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vino&lt;/span&gt;...that is until this weekend when we just might do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4994007030720125491?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4994007030720125491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4994007030720125491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4994007030720125491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4994007030720125491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/10/vino.html' title='Vino'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SsTuhz0K6CI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qpAJDQqsakY/s72-c/Vineyard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6685564768856183638</id><published>2009-09-25T09:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:40:31.578+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Feeling Warmer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQTxTvKJI/AAAAAAAAAek/lkw03lo9XU4/s1600-h/Winter+rations4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 435px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQTxTvKJI/AAAAAAAAAek/lkw03lo9XU4/s400/Winter+rations4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384563867570350226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of you may already know this, but it gets cold in these parts in the winter time.  I know you don't believe me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Under the Tuscan Sun"&lt;/span&gt; and all, but bone chilling cold could be a more appropriate description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQUc9ZYHI/AAAAAAAAAes/7CKO52HPWSg/s1600-h/Winter+delivery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQUc9ZYHI/AAAAAAAAAes/7CKO52HPWSg/s400/Winter+delivery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384563879287808114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our VERY old house does not have working heat. We have a fireplace and a wood burning stove, hence the need for the delivery my guardian angel made to us this week.  Look at all that lusciousness.  I can almost smell the wood smoke in the air and I am feeling warmer already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQU7pObEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/63yGmqljAXE/s1600-h/Winter+rations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQU7pObEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/63yGmqljAXE/s400/Winter+rations.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384563887524703298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent hours and hours stacking our treasure.  I felt a bit like a bear getting ready for hibernation...packing away all my little goodies for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQVIaX5ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/850FGaY8xlg/s1600-h/Winter+rations2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 435px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQVIaX5ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/850FGaY8xlg/s400/Winter+rations2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384563890952070546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are curious about what I will be doing for the next 6 months...it is probably hauling wood and stoking fires, and I am sure I will be telling you all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQVqTJSEI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5aP2vUFrotU/s1600-h/Winter+rations3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQVqTJSEI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5aP2vUFrotU/s400/Winter+rations3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384563900048558146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who are braving a visit this fall, don't worry...can't you tell I am bound and determined to keep our toes warm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6685564768856183638?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6685564768856183638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6685564768856183638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6685564768856183638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6685564768856183638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-warmer.html' title='Feeling Warmer'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrnQTxTvKJI/AAAAAAAAAek/lkw03lo9XU4/s72-c/Winter+rations4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-3951550987568063553</id><published>2009-09-18T09:25:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:40:44.307+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Like a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do you ever get the feeling that you just want to be a child again?  Play games with your friends in the twilight.  Laugh with abandon at silly things.  Chase each other in circles until you are dizzy.  I got the chance to do it...and I suggest you try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;div  style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The annual little country fair down the road from our house was this week.  I wish I had taken more photos of the fun.  They had so many games.  If you guess the weight of the turkey or the weight of the pig...you get to take them home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I guessed incorrectly on purpose, what the heck would I do with a live turkey or pig??)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  Throw darts at balloons and win a bottle of wine for the adults, candy for the children.  Estimate correctly how high the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;prosciutto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; is hanging over your head and it is yours.  Of course, my absolute favorite, which hole do you think the rabbit likes best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;font-size:small;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"  style="clear: both; text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrIS9EmzdyI/AAAAAAAAAd4/tWhR2ei1N0U/s1600-h/Which+way+do+I+go.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrIS9EmzdyI/AAAAAAAAAd4/tWhR2ei1N0U/s400/Which+way+do+I+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We didn't win, but had too much fun cheering the little pets on that it didn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"  style="clear: both; text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrIS6FsmW2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/7TbhF-NFvbY/s1600-h/In+the+Hole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrIS6FsmW2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/7TbhF-NFvbY/s400/In+the+Hole.jpg" width="436" border="0" height="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The fair culminated with a donkey race.  Yes, grown men hop on very stubborn mules and run them around the ring numerous times.  I should have taken a video.  I have not laughed so much in long time...some had to jump off and push the backsides of these poor animals to make them move...they did not...it was too funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"  style="clear: both; text-align: center;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrIS_ZuOGMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/p5q3tqlccrQ/s1600-h/Donkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrIS_ZuOGMI/AAAAAAAAAeA/p5q3tqlccrQ/s400/Donkey.jpg" width="435" border="0" height="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We ended the day at sunset by eating freshly fried bread...I can truly say, donuts have nothing on it.  Then in a fit of giggles, we chased each other to the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-3951550987568063553?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/3951550987568063553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=3951550987568063553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3951550987568063553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3951550987568063553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-child.html' title='Like a Child'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SrIS9EmzdyI/AAAAAAAAAd4/tWhR2ei1N0U/s72-c/Which+way+do+I+go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5051337805199565317</id><published>2009-09-13T08:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:42:21.969+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Clearing the Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh we had big plans...hugely extravagant plans of driving aimlessly around the Italian countryside in search of who knows what without a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy46_ZD2OI/AAAAAAAAAc8/z4KsHTXBvFc/s1600-h/Hilltop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy46_ZD2OI/AAAAAAAAAc8/z4KsHTXBvFc/s400/Hilltop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380878978389367010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But (you knew there was a but), life sometimes gets in the way of your perfectly dreamed up plans.  So, with work beckoning (no complaints from me of course on that front), I settled into the studio to create a very large mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy47PyZjZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2xUKQhweMdY/s1600-h/Mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 435px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy47PyZjZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2xUKQhweMdY/s400/Mess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380878982790614418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...I cannot wait to tell you what I have been brewing.  This business does not allow me to show you anything just yet...but there are some wonderful things on the horizon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only emerged for a few fleeting hours to clear my mind a bit.  Somehow I needed to satisfy that urge to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy47UpRpPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5gnqFD5D5q0/s1600-h/San+Marco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy47UpRpPI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5gnqFD5D5q0/s400/San+Marco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380878984094524658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what...I found that big plans...who needs them.  Sometimes a trip around the neighborhood with your eyes open can do wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy5XFgDiNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/u54X9EIAFZc/s1600-h/The+Valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy5XFgDiNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/u54X9EIAFZc/s400/The+Valley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380879461065656530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5051337805199565317?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5051337805199565317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5051337805199565317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5051337805199565317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5051337805199565317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/09/clearing-mind.html' title='Clearing the Mind'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sqy46_ZD2OI/AAAAAAAAAc8/z4KsHTXBvFc/s72-c/Hilltop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4250301760562442162</id><published>2009-09-05T08:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:42:36.798+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Road trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SqIx9EW8dgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UWtbSKPXOjg/s1600-h/Road+Trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SqIx9EW8dgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UWtbSKPXOjg/s400/Road+Trip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377915830245553666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone is dying to take a road trip...and she is not the only one.  This household has been working itself to death...it's time for a break.  Let's see where the road takes us.  Where are you going this weekend? Doing anything fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4250301760562442162?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4250301760562442162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4250301760562442162&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4250301760562442162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4250301760562442162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/09/road-trip.html' title='Road trip'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SqIx9EW8dgI/AAAAAAAAAc0/UWtbSKPXOjg/s72-c/Road+Trip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7606802713824868652</id><published>2009-09-01T08:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:42:48.865+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Learning from Figs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpkVRvuF_oI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EwkDqMfwj4s/s1600-h/Figs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 434px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpkVRvuF_oI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EwkDqMfwj4s/s400/Figs2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375351024855154306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be not afraid of growing slowly, be afraid only of standing still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Chinese proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fig tree is following this to a tee.  I have been waiting and waiting...four months to be exact.  I have seen it's leaves unfurl...I have watched it's little ones gradually ripen from a dark rich green to a vibrant chartreuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpkVRKo7v4I/AAAAAAAAAck/H4Dzr--SGz0/s1600-h/Figs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpkVRKo7v4I/AAAAAAAAAck/H4Dzr--SGz0/s400/Figs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375351014901399426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should learn to slow down and experience the journey of this beautiful living thing instead of thinking about when I might be able to enjoy the fruits of it's labor. So I have decided to consciously celebrate the process...not just of this tree, of course, of everything...to take in every slow growing step...to concentrate on the little nuances however small them may seem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7606802713824868652?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7606802713824868652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7606802713824868652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7606802713824868652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7606802713824868652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-from-figs.html' title='Learning from Figs'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpkVRvuF_oI/AAAAAAAAAcs/EwkDqMfwj4s/s72-c/Figs2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8118263954938148301</id><published>2009-08-27T11:13:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:43:01.313+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Pranzo all'Isola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQQ3dSAVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uYH7iT6BuD8/s1600-h/Isola+traghetto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQQ3dSAVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uYH7iT6BuD8/s400/Isola+traghetto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374571456008159570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we decided at the last minute that we wanted to have lunch, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pranzo&lt;/span&gt;, at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lago Trasimeno&lt;/span&gt;, the lake fifteen minutes from us.  We jumped in the car and sped to the lake hoping that we were not going to be too late to eat in a restaurant.  As some of you may know, lunch time around here is one o'clock...if you arrive later than that, you run the risk of them telling you the kitchen is closed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQABnom6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/2-SKWmLbjIo/s1600-h/Isola+Maggiore+from+Boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQABnom6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/2-SKWmLbjIo/s400/Isola+Maggiore+from+Boat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374571166678162338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way there, we had the bright idea of calling a friend to take us on his small pontoon boat to the island, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isola Maggiore&lt;/span&gt;, in the middle of the lake.  To our surprise, he was at the dock already waiting for us when we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZP_ZKpRkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FCLL43m2IVI/s1600-h/Isola+coot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 435px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZP_ZKpRkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FCLL43m2IVI/s400/Isola+coot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374571155819152962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake was beautifully calm, the perfect time to cruise around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZP_9PXRVI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BzOEszrmKVE/s1600-h/Isola+dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZP_9PXRVI/AAAAAAAAAb8/BzOEszrmKVE/s400/Isola+dock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374571165502621010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore going to this place...it feels like you have entered another world...even if just for lunch.  Life is simple, slow and dares you to daydream the day away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQA-fqycI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HynQq1B6vgE/s1600-h/Isola+swans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQA-fqycI/AAAAAAAAAcU/HynQq1B6vgE/s400/Isola+swans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374571183019313602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh...inspiration heaven!  A little break by the lake...just what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQAiOvpgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/fWioQix7hxU/s1600-h/Isola+Minore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQAiOvpgI/AAAAAAAAAcM/fWioQix7hxU/s400/Isola+Minore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374571175432136194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8118263954938148301?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8118263954938148301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8118263954938148301&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8118263954938148301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8118263954938148301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/pranzo-allisola.html' title='Pranzo all&apos;Isola'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SpZQQ3dSAVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uYH7iT6BuD8/s72-c/Isola+traghetto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4048645608975091154</id><published>2009-08-22T09:12:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:43:11.990+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Madonna and Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/So-bQZQ50gI/AAAAAAAAAbs/MZUuACR9sX4/s1600-h/Madonna+%26+Angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/So-bQZQ50gI/AAAAAAAAAbs/MZUuACR9sX4/s400/Madonna+%26+Angels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372683586438287874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't they just stunning?  They don't even need words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4048645608975091154?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4048645608975091154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4048645608975091154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4048645608975091154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4048645608975091154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/madonna-and-angels.html' title='Madonna and Angels'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/So-bQZQ50gI/AAAAAAAAAbs/MZUuACR9sX4/s72-c/Madonna+%26+Angels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5077416609782158651</id><published>2009-08-20T07:03:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:43:25.855+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really was not sure I should tell you all about this, as I want to keep this journal upbeat, but I feel that since this is about my "everyday life", I must.  I have just returned from my second funeral in one week.  I am crushed and downtrodden a bit by what I have seen...too many wives and children left behind too soon and tears smeared upon too many faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sow8zEX6OFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Bu7QqIC0ar4/s1600-h/View+from+Cortona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sow8zEX6OFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Bu7QqIC0ar4/s400/View+from+Cortona.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371735303591180370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The funeral ceremony in Italy is really not much different from in America.  All those who knew you attend to pay their respects.  The priest, this being a predominantly Catholic country, usually has some wonderful antidotes to say about the person...sometimes from childhood on...and everyone prays together for the deceased.  After the church service, the entire congregation in a paradelike fashion follows the coffin which is carried down the hill to the cemetery.  Then everyone stays until the end...sometimes watching a bricklayer close the mausoleum or the pall bearers shoveling dirt on the grave.  It ends just the same with the harsh reality of goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little town has lost many people in its very long life...dating to before Christ...but today I feel especially sad over the loss of a great and true Cortonese. He was a fixture in this small town...a painter, a philosopher, a jokester, and even called this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;straniera&lt;/span&gt;, foreigner, a friend.  I feel blessed to have known him and had my life touched by his.  When the priest spoke of him today, he said that probably all of us in the church have a reminder of him, a piece of his soul in the form of one of his works of art.  He even admitted he has a painting hanging on his wall.  I, too, have an original...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sow8zh68ZwI/AAAAAAAAAbk/znyFnPFSnjU/s1600-h/Ciccia+by+Enzo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sow8zh68ZwI/AAAAAAAAAbk/znyFnPFSnjU/s400/Ciccia+by+Enzo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371735311522752258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a sketch of my beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciccia Maria&lt;/span&gt;...quickly done while sharing a glass of wine in the piazza.  Something I will always hold dear. &lt;span&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grazie&lt;/span&gt; for all that you have taught us and all that you leave behind. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ddio&lt;/span&gt;, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5077416609782158651?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5077416609782158651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5077416609782158651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5077416609782158651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5077416609782158651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sow8zEX6OFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Bu7QqIC0ar4/s72-c/View+from+Cortona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-2600024548372305890</id><published>2009-08-19T13:02:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:43:39.668+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Ferragosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhFlycYpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/LQsmWcz-pXw/s1600-h/Ferragosto+flags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhFlycYpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/LQsmWcz-pXw/s400/Ferragosto+flags.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371634466728731282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 15th was the festival of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ferragosto&lt;/span&gt; in Italy.  A day (and sometimes a whole week) where we all take time to relax and be with friends.  We organized a little barbecue in the yard and invited a few friends for dinner.  In festive style...we even decided to decorate a little more than normal.  An Italian celebration wouldn't be complete without a few flags thrown in for color, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhGBrs-6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/rqwtgrkIISA/s1600-h/Ferragosto+setting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhGBrs-6I/AAAAAAAAAbE/rqwtgrkIISA/s400/Ferragosto+setting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371634474216651682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dined on simple fare...everyone was in charge of not only bringing their own steak but also grilling their own.  We also grilled some lovely eggplants given to me by a neighbor and garnished them with fresh sprinkled parsley and a dose of our olive oil.  Next we sliced some deliciously ripe from the vine tomatoes and added a little basil, salt, and more olive oil for another side dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhGjKcLmI/AAAAAAAAAbU/U0ijGbaj9Ng/s1600-h/Ferragosto+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhGjKcLmI/AAAAAAAAAbU/U0ijGbaj9Ng/s400/Ferragosto+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371634483203944034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished with two delectable homemade desserts, a cheesecake with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frutto di bosco&lt;/span&gt; and a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tiramisu mascaropone&lt;/span&gt;.  We had so much fun that the last guests left at 3:30 in the morning.  I feel so lucky to have found a community of supportive friends here in Italy.  The evening was picture perfect and pure heaven in my book.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grazie amici miei...&lt;/span&gt;thanks my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhGa_YjiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/RldVBdHLBxc/s1600-h/Ferragosto+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 435px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhGa_YjiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/RldVBdHLBxc/s400/Ferragosto+table.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371634481010085410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-2600024548372305890?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/2600024548372305890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=2600024548372305890&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2600024548372305890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/2600024548372305890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/ferragosto.html' title='Ferragosto'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SovhFlycYpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/LQsmWcz-pXw/s72-c/Ferragosto+flags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6939784858051637264</id><published>2009-08-14T15:44:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:43:52.403+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been wrapped up in just about everything this week.  I have been making art in all shapes and forms.  Spending my days painting, collaging, designing, taking pictures, sewing.  I also have had some business to take care of that I cannot wait to share with you.  Some really great things on the horizon.  I got my haircut.  You name it I have attempted and/or conquered it this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SoV0yYwCDOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/QCGE3gqdq1s/s1600-h/August+things+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 440px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SoV0yYwCDOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/QCGE3gqdq1s/s400/August+things+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369826539695377634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So above are some of the highlights of my week and some of the images I have added to my sidebar including things &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/05/che-fai-di-bello.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mi piace da morire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...check it out when you get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend on August 15th is our BIG holiday in Italy, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ferragosto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ferragosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Everything and everyone is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chiuso per ferie&lt;/span&gt;, closed for vacation, and ready to relax.  Tomorrow night we will be feasting on the traditional meal of steak grilled in the front yard under the stars.  Hope you all have a good weekend as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6939784858051637264?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6939784858051637264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6939784858051637264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6939784858051637264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6939784858051637264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SoV0yYwCDOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/QCGE3gqdq1s/s72-c/August+things+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8873892381249308613</id><published>2009-08-08T07:35:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:44:23.296+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Girasoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sn0O4_lvgmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uDQyduYcRik/s1600-h/Gossip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sn0O4_lvgmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uDQyduYcRik/s400/Gossip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367462703200698978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sn0O4_lvgmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uDQyduYcRik/s1600-h/Gossip.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can just imagine these sunflowers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"girasoli"&lt;/span&gt; are full of gossip.  Just like the Italians on their evening stroll through town &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"passeggiata"&lt;/span&gt;.  Look at that one on the left whispering...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did you see what she was wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sn0PqH0CHNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/aQyw4ZypXTE/s1600-h/All+in+a+row.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 329px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sn0PqH0CHNI/AAAAAAAAAXs/aQyw4ZypXTE/s400/All+in+a+row.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367463547221712082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I started it...I have to give you the gratuitous picture from Tuscany in August...all the little soldiers standing in a row.  Happy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8873892381249308613?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8873892381249308613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8873892381249308613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8873892381249308613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8873892381249308613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/girasoli.html' title='Girasoli'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sn0O4_lvgmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uDQyduYcRik/s72-c/Gossip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-624013263785875954</id><published>2009-08-04T12:02:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:44:36.123+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>Memories of Cortona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As some of you might know, I was a student at the &lt;a href="http://art.uga.edu/cortona/"&gt;University of Georgia's Art Program in Cortona&lt;/a&gt;...16 years ago this summer.  Hard to believe it has been that long!  This is, of course, what introduced me to this beautiful place I now call home and, not to mention, &lt;a href="http://www.tuscancontacts.com/"&gt;Dino&lt;/a&gt;.  Nostalgic, I dug through some old photos...and at the risk of embarrassing myself (and Catharine, India, Nikki, &amp;amp; Sarah)...I look at these pictures and can see the years...gosh we were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SngXcFqGBwI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Wb9YlAxvMCw/s1600-h/Cortona+93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SngXcFqGBwI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Wb9YlAxvMCw/s400/Cortona+93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366064727334455042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I attended the closing art exhibition of the UGA students in Cortona.  A flood of memories came back to me about that special summer.  A colleague of my brother-in-law's daughter is here as a student with the program now and very nicely invited me to attend.  The work was wonderful (especially Stefanie's self portrait)...I was very impressed with the talent this year, and even more so that the art is taking more traditional turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to have Stefanie and 3 of her friends...Faye, Lacey &amp;amp; Jess...over for dinner.  I remembered my experiences with Italian cooking for an entire summer...so much meat and not many vegetables.  So, Dino and I made them a dinner of fresh zucchini from my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zio&lt;/span&gt;'s garden, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bruschetta&lt;/span&gt;, tuscan chicken with roasted potatoes, and fresh green beans, which we ate outside at dusk in the front yard.  I wish I had taken a photo of these lovely girls.  They were so sweet and honest and genuinely happy to be here in Italy.  A shame how it takes another's prospective sometimes to jolt your own mind again.  They even brought me some stunning orchids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SngXb1dY5nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PXM6WZlMsMU/s1600-h/Bouquet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SngXb1dY5nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PXM6WZlMsMU/s400/Bouquet2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366064722986198642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed to hear of all the wonderful changes that have been made to the &lt;a href="http://art.uga.edu/cortona/"&gt;UGA program&lt;/a&gt;.  They have wifi and cell phones, computer labs, kilns for ceramics, a vegetable garden, and my personal favorite...a dedicated painting studio in a chapel.  I was also a little comforted that some things have not changed at all...boys still chase after the girls, romance blossoms, they go out to dance occasionally, they eat gelato often, and they feel safe in my little &lt;a href="http://www.cortonaweb.net/eng/index.php"&gt;town&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks girls for helping me remember the best of things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you in Atlanta that attended the program, they are having a reunion on August 15th...info is &lt;a href="http://art.uga.edu/index.php?cat=82"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-624013263785875954?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/624013263785875954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=624013263785875954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/624013263785875954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/624013263785875954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories-of-cortona.html' title='Memories of Cortona'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SngXcFqGBwI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Wb9YlAxvMCw/s72-c/Cortona+93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6823312141085799534</id><published>2009-08-03T02:18:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:44:55.536+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Festa della Rana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All over Italy in the summertime, every little hamlet or neighborhood organizes some kind of festival to raise money for whatever cause might be in need.  These are usually large gatherings where they serve a particular food from the area...wild boar, pasta, pizza...you have dinner together at family style tables and afterward there is dancing (as with all Italian get-togethers!)  Sometimes they even offer games and rides for the children.  We love to go, you really get a taste for the life here...not just with the food, but a big dose of culture as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnYyxPef0EI/AAAAAAAAAVo/z9oEAA-H4gs/s1600-h/Dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnYyxPef0EI/AAAAAAAAAVo/z9oEAA-H4gs/s400/Dancing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365531827607949378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year down the mountain in the valley, they have a festival that celebrates the frog, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"rana"&lt;/span&gt;.  I have been very curious about this...do they actually cook and serve frogs?  Well, yes they do and...I ate frogs.  Cannot believe I am telling you, but I did...and I enjoyed it.  And it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;, they do taste like chicken.  They smell a little like fish too.  I wanted to take a picture, but then I thought I would really gross you out, so instead I give you the frog fountain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnYyxb1_gFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FOwNRcfFdGQ/s1600-h/Frogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnYyxb1_gFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/FOwNRcfFdGQ/s400/Frogs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365531830927720530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am going back next year...anyone care to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6823312141085799534?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6823312141085799534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6823312141085799534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6823312141085799534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6823312141085799534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/08/festa-della-rana.html' title='Festa della Rana'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnYyxPef0EI/AAAAAAAAAVo/z9oEAA-H4gs/s72-c/Dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-7932008331540364023</id><published>2009-07-29T16:41:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:45:18.237+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Notturna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnBnyDmbsvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cYn3FrPoVDk/s1600-h/Luna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnBnyDmbsvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cYn3FrPoVDk/s400/Luna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363901265855886066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Notturna"&lt;/span&gt;...nocturnal...that is what I have been lately.  At least I have the moon and the stars to keep me company.  If you get the chance, take a minute to gaze upwards tonight.  You won't be disappointed...I sure haven't been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-7932008331540364023?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/7932008331540364023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=7932008331540364023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7932008331540364023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/7932008331540364023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/07/notturna.html' title='Notturna'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnBnyDmbsvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cYn3FrPoVDk/s72-c/Luna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-3187857521078702693</id><published>2009-07-27T11:07:00.029+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:45:38.259+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Vacanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g91__tbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KqOA4jRbnf8/s1600-h/Pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g91__tbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KqOA4jRbnf8/s400/Pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363119715596088754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I spent my summer vacation &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"vacanza"&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Laura  Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;…I played, I worked, I played, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I worked, I worked.  That’s about it in a nutshell...here is the real story... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No trip to the States is complete without a stop at my favorite bargain shopping stores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how I begin every visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I was then whisked off to beautiful  Beaufort, South Carolina and Lady’s Island for the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July with  my family. If you have never been there, please try to go at some point in your  life. Not that I want to up their tourism…so keep it a little quiet, but it is  one of the most charming cities and the view…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/05/che-fai-di-bello.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mi piace da morire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! See for  yourself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g9W3LzQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/trTNwVeNdNU/s1600-h/Beaufort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g9W3LzQI/AAAAAAAAAUM/trTNwVeNdNU/s400/Beaufort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363119707237633282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Then the real work began at the &lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com/"&gt;Atlanta Show&lt;/a&gt;. As I mentioned, &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/07/atlanta-golden-rabbit.html"&gt;Golden Rabbit&lt;/a&gt; debuted new collections and I had  SO MANY good meetings. Things I cannot wait to share with you…but we will have to put  them off until the powers that be let me reveal everything. It was also my time to see “show friends” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;o are so great and supportive.  Allow me to indulge a few…&lt;a href="http://www.homeaccentstoday.com/blogger/3012.html"&gt;Tracy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.jimshore.com/content/OtherPages/Marketing.aspx"&gt;Gerald&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rowallanusa.com/"&gt;Kathleen&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://www.margaretniblettdesigns.com/about_us.htm"&gt;Margaret&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/"&gt;Peggy &amp;amp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/"&gt;Kathy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;…loved seeing all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g9bfWpZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/DPaWVAru3BA/s1600-h/Blue+Toile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 410px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g9bfWpZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/DPaWVAru3BA/s400/Blue+Toile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363119708479858066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I wrapped up the show and headed straight out of town to  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Charleston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;South  Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; and then the Isle of Palms. (Believe me, I know how lucky I am...I don't take these trips for granted!) I was able to reconnect with old friends…meet  some new ones…and recharge…it was fantastic and  perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g9nhAvTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FDxe6dHLnoY/s1600-h/Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g9nhAvTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FDxe6dHLnoY/s400/Beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363119711708036402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Then off again to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Charlotte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;North  Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt; for another client meeting…to be out in the open very soon…you are  going to love it! I then traveled to  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Augusta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Georgia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;for a little visit with  my second favorite puppy, Shadow, and more work and play with my father and  sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnhURsVs1HI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FTHUXRaFoBg/s1600-h/Shadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 410px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SnhURsVs1HI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FTHUXRaFoBg/s400/Shadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366131618948633714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then finally back to Atlanta for a marathon session of packing and more packing...always difficult.  This time was a little different because my sister and brother-in-law were moving to another house...wishing them love and happiness in their new home!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2mldh5I3I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ZKkMaLLYJZk/s1600-h/Ready+to+move.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 410px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2mldh5I3I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ZKkMaLLYJZk/s400/Ready+to+move.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363125893780284274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Whew…no wonder I was exhausted and slept for days upon my return to Italy.  Actually, I should say I slept during the days and stayed awake for many nights…so out  of whack! Back to reality…and the studio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-3187857521078702693?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/3187857521078702693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=3187857521078702693&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3187857521078702693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/3187857521078702693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/07/vacanza.html' title='Vacanza'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Sm2g91__tbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KqOA4jRbnf8/s72-c/Pool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1600212229198083257</id><published>2009-07-23T17:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:46:13.356+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Sono tornata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SmiOpAsDvpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7nuM-O8QsiI/s1600-h/My+town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SmiOpAsDvpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7nuM-O8QsiI/s400/My+town.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361692191595150994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have returned to Italy...&lt;br /&gt;and to my house, and my man, and my dogs...so happy...although, without luggage.&lt;br /&gt;More to come very soon on "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how I spent my summer work/play vacation&lt;/span&gt;"!  Hope all of you are enjoying your summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1600212229198083257?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1600212229198083257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1600212229198083257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1600212229198083257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1600212229198083257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/07/sono-tornata.html' title='Sono tornata'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SmiOpAsDvpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/7nuM-O8QsiI/s72-c/My+town.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4397103071987094180</id><published>2009-07-09T14:21:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:46:27.740+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Atlanta &amp; Golden Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first day of the &lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com"&gt;Atlanta International Gift &amp;amp; Home Furnishings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com"&gt; Market&lt;/a&gt; was busy busy and full of surprises.  I had some wonderful meetings in the morning that could turn into some even more wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; product...I will keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...the best thing that happened was that &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com/"&gt;Golden Rabbit&lt;/a&gt; Enamelware surprised me and debuted TWO new &lt;a href="http://www.laurafair.com/"&gt;Laura Fair&lt;/a&gt; Collections!  First is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blue Toile&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnsDL71zI/AAAAAAAAATk/lYL1z12xkeE/s1600-h/Blue+Toile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnsDL71zI/AAAAAAAAATk/lYL1z12xkeE/s400/Blue+Toile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356442075782698802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the second is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beach House&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnsVxDR1I/AAAAAAAAATs/zEQGvWxL6Gk/s1600-h/Beach+House.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnsVxDR1I/AAAAAAAAATs/zEQGvWxL6Gk/s400/Beach+House.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356442080770213714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These have been a long time coming and I was so happy to see them live and in person.  Look for both of these Collections in stores near you starting in September 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In addition, they continued the &lt;a href="http://www.goldenrabbit.com"&gt;Damask Collection&lt;/a&gt; by adding these cute little pails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnr-KZOlI/AAAAAAAAATc/-VPJDoCLT-g/s1600-h/Green+Pails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnr-KZOlI/AAAAAAAAATc/-VPJDoCLT-g/s400/Green+Pails.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356442074434058834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect to use for just about anything.  Can't wait to get some for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnrpAlEwI/AAAAAAAAATU/lK5KIhMlXQM/s1600-h/Pink+%26+Blue+Pails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnrpAlEwI/AAAAAAAAATU/lK5KIhMlXQM/s400/Pink+%26+Blue+Pails.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356442068755747586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Needless to say, my first day was spectacular...hope it continues for the second, third, and fourth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnsl__pPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IGz3tmkmsu8/s1600-h/Green+%26+Blue+Damask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnsl__pPI/AAAAAAAAAT0/IGz3tmkmsu8/s400/Green+%26+Blue+Damask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356442085127857394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4397103071987094180?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4397103071987094180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4397103071987094180&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4397103071987094180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4397103071987094180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/07/atlanta-golden-rabbit.html' title='Atlanta &amp; Golden Rabbit'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SlXnsDL71zI/AAAAAAAAATk/lYL1z12xkeE/s72-c/Blue+Toile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5440018529261043151</id><published>2009-06-29T08:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:46:40.344+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laura fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><title type='text'>Designtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkXrGE_Yz1I/AAAAAAAAATI/5xmDLC-O0nk/s1600-h/ATL+Preview+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkXrGE_Yz1I/AAAAAAAAATI/5xmDLC-O0nk/s400/ATL+Preview+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351942221851053906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;designtime&lt;/span&gt; again...that time twice a year where I frantically prepare to travel to the United States with my designs in hand.  I leave on a jet plane tomorrow!  I have been so looking forward to my trip to the South this July...even though the internet is a wonderful thing that can make miles seem more like inches...&lt;br /&gt;it is always a joy to go back &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"home"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be attending the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americasmart.com/markets/giftrug/july2009/"&gt;Atlanta International Gift &amp;amp; Home Furnishings Market&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 8-11, 2009 to visit with my clients...and hopefully find some new ones!  My portfolios are bursting at the seams...I have a ton of new designs, colors schemes, paintings...the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not have much time to write during my trip...but surely I will see some of you while I am there?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5440018529261043151?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5440018529261043151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5440018529261043151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5440018529261043151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5440018529261043151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/designtime.html' title='Designtime'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkXrGE_Yz1I/AAAAAAAAATI/5xmDLC-O0nk/s72-c/ATL+Preview+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-4747318072969187569</id><published>2009-06-26T09:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:47:01.650+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Tramonto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjC4-Mwa0rI/AAAAAAAAARg/PtMGDgOeGkk/s1600-h/Farmhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjC4-Mwa0rI/AAAAAAAAARg/PtMGDgOeGkk/s400/Farmhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345976136404488882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cannot get enough of that golden &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tramonto&lt;/span&gt; (sunset) glow...&lt;br /&gt;have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjC5CB8oXZI/AAAAAAAAARo/5uVkfBQ9K14/s1600-h/Ciao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjC5CB8oXZI/AAAAAAAAARo/5uVkfBQ9K14/s400/Ciao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345976202222394770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-4747318072969187569?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/4747318072969187569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=4747318072969187569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4747318072969187569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/4747318072969187569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/tramonto.html' title='Tramonto'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjC4-Mwa0rI/AAAAAAAAARg/PtMGDgOeGkk/s72-c/Farmhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1472634999458092928</id><published>2009-06-23T10:23:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:47:22.258+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Giving back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkCU3YSUMNI/AAAAAAAAATA/WcU0V2etzcc/s1600-h/Church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkCU3YSUMNI/AAAAAAAAATA/WcU0V2etzcc/s400/Church.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350440036449136850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sunday evening we attended a very special community gathering.  The priest of our little country church is retiring after fifty years of service.  Can you believe that...for fifty years he has lived in the little house offered by the church and has given his life to the community.  Just imagine the number of services and ceremonies he has conducted...how many baptisms, first communions, weddings, funerals...how many people have been touched by his presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"there is a wonderful mythical law of nature that the three things we crave most in life...happiness, freedom, and peace of mind...are always obtained by giving them to someone else." &lt;/span&gt;~ Peyton Conway March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has my mind racing...motivating me to find more ways to give back some of the wonderful I have received from others in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkCT6d1d5mI/AAAAAAAAASw/6cfJPHGgLgk/s1600-h/Church+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkCT6d1d5mI/AAAAAAAAASw/6cfJPHGgLgk/s400/Church+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350438989966730850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vescovo&lt;/span&gt; (Bishop) has not been able to find a replacement for the priest.  So Sunday night he announced he will continue to lead some of the services, but when he needs a break, he is going to take one.  Something else to keep in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1472634999458092928?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1472634999458092928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1472634999458092928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1472634999458092928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1472634999458092928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/giving-back.html' title='Giving back'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SkCU3YSUMNI/AAAAAAAAATA/WcU0V2etzcc/s72-c/Church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-5444326929547452828</id><published>2009-06-21T07:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:47:31.049+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialness'/><title type='text'>For Daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqnznOeSDI/AAAAAAAAASY/nZ9_J2nmW8M/s1600-h/Daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqnznOeSDI/AAAAAAAAASY/nZ9_J2nmW8M/s400/Daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348772012600739890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are missing you here...but hope you have a wonderful father's day there...I will see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-5444326929547452828?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/5444326929547452828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=5444326929547452828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5444326929547452828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/5444326929547452828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-daddy.html' title='For Daddy...'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqnznOeSDI/AAAAAAAAASY/nZ9_J2nmW8M/s72-c/Daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-190136755407396452</id><published>2009-06-19T07:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:47:46.797+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><title type='text'>Waste Not...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tend to have grand ideas about eating the recommended daily allowances of food each day.  With that in mind, I gather all sorts of fruit when I go to the market.  (Secretly...I think I purchase more for the look of the fruit bowl than the actual "eating" part.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqfLiBvzlI/AAAAAAAAASA/0yW1vZLasis/s1600-h/Ciliegie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqfLiBvzlI/AAAAAAAAASA/0yW1vZLasis/s400/Ciliegie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348762527917395538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you like me...do you sometimes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; end up with an abundance of overly ripe fruit? Here is something you might want to try over the weekend if you are in the same boat I was yesterday...June is my month for peaches, they are just so pretty.   This is one of my favorite recipes my mother used to make for us in the summer.   (Complete with her notes...and some peach juice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqjcU4RXBI/AAAAAAAAASI/UjnPtzH4_kY/s1600-h/Peach+Cobbler+recipe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqjcU4RXBI/AAAAAAAAASI/UjnPtzH4_kY/s400/Peach+Cobbler+recipe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348767214492277778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness this household never tires of peach cobbler.  Even the simplest of bakers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;namely me&lt;/span&gt;, can make it.  You may also substitute just about any fruit...cherries, strawberries, plums.  If you happen to have a copy of my trusted hometown cookbook, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tea-Time at the Masters&lt;/span&gt;, you can find it there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqjcZFCFUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/E9uq1oDd1r4/s1600-h/Peach+Cobbler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqjcZFCFUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/E9uq1oDd1r4/s400/Peach+Cobbler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348767215619544386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste not want not&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...buon appetito&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-190136755407396452?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/190136755407396452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=190136755407396452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/190136755407396452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/190136755407396452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/waste-not.html' title='Waste Not...'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjqfLiBvzlI/AAAAAAAAASA/0yW1vZLasis/s72-c/Ciliegie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1408447506012681445</id><published>2009-06-17T20:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:48:25.756+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Weeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si0AdmXBUJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UPUEKnc6EWs/s1600-h/Thistle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si0AdmXBUJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UPUEKnc6EWs/s400/Thistle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344928841271955602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can something that produces color this radiant really be called a weed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-1408447506012681445?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/1408447506012681445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=1408447506012681445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1408447506012681445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/1408447506012681445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/weeds.html' title='Weeds'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si0AdmXBUJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/UPUEKnc6EWs/s72-c/Thistle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-9126130481008708561</id><published>2009-06-15T10:53:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:48:49.489+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>L'estate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Summer (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l'estate&lt;/span&gt;) has officially begun here in Tuscany.  This can usually be denoted by the heat and lack of breeze, but for us it has been the luck of dinner invitations.  As I mentioned &lt;a href="http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/05/gluttony.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, the Tuscans love to get together for large meals at long family style tables...if you can dine outside, even better...and this past weekend we were very fortunate to have our dance cards full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjYMSEdRChI/AAAAAAAAARw/gTsz6BEcgJw/s1600-h/Latino+in+Giardino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjYMSEdRChI/AAAAAAAAARw/gTsz6BEcgJw/s400/Latino+in+Giardino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347475112122714642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Friday night we received an invitation to a friend's house for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Latino in Giardino"&lt;/span&gt;.  We fueled ourselves with a spectacular buffet of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;antipasti&lt;/span&gt;, cold pastas, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arista&lt;/span&gt; to have the energy for the salsa dancing galore that followed in the garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was in honor of the Gemini as we celebrated another set of birthdays with friends...it seems everyone here is a Gemini.  In a picturesque setting of fields in the valley we roasted fresh fish in a brick wood-fed oven and had a delicious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;linguine con le cozze&lt;/span&gt; (mussels)...and as with most Italian parties, this one spontaneously erupted into dance late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if we had not enjoyed ourselves enough, we were invited to the home of two Americans on Sunday night to visit with vacationing friends.  Surrounded by fields and yet another serene view of our town in the distance, we sipped wine, dined on gourmet hamburgers (a nice change), and much to my delight...spoke in English all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjYVrgMdZGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/pweBRNmty0U/s1600-h/Nap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjYVrgMdZGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/pweBRNmty0U/s400/Nap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347485444669793378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needless to say, we are fat, happy, feel blessed to be so full of friendship...and are now in need of a very long nap under an umbrella...happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-9126130481008708561?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/9126130481008708561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=9126130481008708561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/9126130481008708561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/9126130481008708561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/lestate.html' title='L&apos;estate'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjYMSEdRChI/AAAAAAAAARw/gTsz6BEcgJw/s72-c/Latino+in+Giardino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6639553643012096753</id><published>2009-06-12T08:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:48:59.601+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Olivi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si0BlzFuw-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/iPz0LP8yOGg/s1600-h/Olive+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si0BlzFuw-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/iPz0LP8yOGg/s400/Olive+flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344930081639678946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;olivi&lt;/span&gt; (olive trees) surrounding our house are bursting with buds.  An explosion of flowers is on its way.  I can only imagine if this is an indication of the amount of olives to come this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4UxRL1tYI/AAAAAAAAARA/I86G9zx2HP8/s1600-h/Olive+flower+wreath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4UxRL1tYI/AAAAAAAAARA/I86G9zx2HP8/s400/Olive+flower+wreath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345232644394562946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, this is not always the case...but one can hope...and in thinking about it, I can almost taste the new oil now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjC35X7C6jI/AAAAAAAAARY/XbJqkE1bD9Y/s1600-h/Olive+flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SjC35X7C6jI/AAAAAAAAARY/XbJqkE1bD9Y/s400/Olive+flower2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345974953990875698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6639553643012096753?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6639553643012096753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6639553643012096753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6639553643012096753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6639553643012096753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/olivi.html' title='Olivi'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si0BlzFuw-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/iPz0LP8yOGg/s72-c/Olive+flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-6280526002253867790</id><published>2009-06-10T08:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:49:16.440+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Desideri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4aEteOaeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DTlUgYV89Jg/s1600-h/Wishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4aEteOaeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DTlUgYV89Jg/s400/Wishes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345238475963525602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was chatting with a six-year-old the other day while playing with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciccia Maria&lt;/span&gt;.  We were throwing a stick and watching her retrieve.  At one point, as he picked up one of the last remaining dandelion heads, he asked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"do you believe if you make a wish, it will come true?"&lt;/span&gt;  Of course, I answered, we need to believe.  Later on while sitting with his uncle, I recounted the story and he inquired, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"well...do you really believe?"&lt;/span&gt;  The realistic side of my brain immediately wanted to answer, no.  But, the other side of my brain...the one that usually wins...wanted to answer a resounding, YES.  In this life we need to believe...in the small things, in the big things...we need to think that there can be more.  So after a little thought, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;si, credo nei desideri, tanti desideri&lt;/span&gt;...yes, I believe in making wishes, lots of them...even some for you...and in hoping they come true...for all of us...and with dandelion heads this big, who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-6280526002253867790?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/6280526002253867790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=6280526002253867790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6280526002253867790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/6280526002253867790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/desideri.html' title='Desideri'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4aEteOaeI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DTlUgYV89Jg/s72-c/Wishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-565677690795975401</id><published>2009-06-09T10:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:49:25.521+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>To the market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4ZUgqYlEI/AAAAAAAAARI/kuj8x_MshYY/s1600-h/Pheasants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4ZUgqYlEI/AAAAAAAAARI/kuj8x_MshYY/s400/Pheasants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345237647891141698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On my way to the market yesterday, I encountered this mamma and her two little ones ambling down the lane.  Maybe they were on their way to the market as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-565677690795975401?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/565677690795975401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=565677690795975401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/565677690795975401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/565677690795975401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-market.html' title='To the market'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/Si4ZUgqYlEI/AAAAAAAAARI/kuj8x_MshYY/s72-c/Pheasants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-8318990744042459235</id><published>2009-06-08T11:20:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:49:36.445+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italianess'/><title type='text'>Cucina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SizX_tli6_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DFyqvyuX4T4/s1600-h/Pici.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SizX_tli6_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DFyqvyuX4T4/s400/Pici.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344884347350739954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;This past Saturday I had the delightful opportunity to reveal the secrets of &lt;i style=""&gt;La Cucina Toscana &lt;/i&gt;to four lovely women.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friend, Benedetta, taught them how to prepare &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crostini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neri&lt;/span&gt; (appetizer toast) a traditional Tuscan delicacy, &lt;i style=""&gt;pici&lt;/i&gt; (long Tuscan pasta) from scratch with a special sauce of bread crumbs and tomatoes, &lt;i style=""&gt;arista&lt;/i&gt; (pork loin) with a olive topping made directly from her olive grove, and &lt;i style=""&gt;cantucci&lt;/i&gt; (almond cookies) that were served for dessert with a nice glass of &lt;i style=""&gt;vin santo &lt;/i&gt;for dipping.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had so much fun preparing the meal, and I thoroughly enjoyed eating the fruits of their labor.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not sure I will be able to recreate her recipes, but I cannot wait to try some on my own at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/350515424891571901-8318990744042459235?l=laurafair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/feeds/8318990744042459235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=350515424891571901&amp;postID=8318990744042459235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8318990744042459235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/350515424891571901/posts/default/8318990744042459235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laurafair.blogspot.com/2009/06/cucina.html' title='Cucina'/><author><name>Laura Fair</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ITu2TVWrqPc/TfjHJUxWuWI/AAAAAAAAA7c/HcHmNq0ldcw/s220/Atlanta%2BJuly%2B10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SizX_tli6_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/DFyqvyuX4T4/s72-c/Pici.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350515424891571901.post-1602732933140847900</id><published>2009-06-05T09:02:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:50:01.644+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have always adored scarves…the perfect way to spruce up jeans and a t-shirt, but with this summer heat I need something else. While cleaning out some drawers this week, I came across various costume jewelry items that I never wear. What’s a girl to do when you absolutely love bits and pieces, but not always the whole package? Recycle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SizcZ651TwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ahLGC9Yi9h4/s1600-h/Next+victims.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SizcZ651TwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ahLGC9Yi9h4/s400/Next+victims.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344889195648601858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;So I used some of my broaches, beads, fishing line, silver wire and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eccola&lt;/span&gt;...trendy statement necklaces for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SizcToxwchI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/I433cKx94po/s1600-h/Necklaces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xyx6wyo3UdQ/SizcToxwchI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/I433cKx94po/s400/Necklaces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344889087703675410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So now I have a new obsession...and I bet you will too...soon.  Try it, I dare you not to get hooked!  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