Our last day...
We gave the students free time to finish their pages in their book they will create of their experience. Rosie encouraged the students to walk the property and say good by to the things they loved I “gratitude” – which was our word for this day. I walked in the olive grove and lay my head on the olive tree that meant the most to me and ran my hand along the bark. It felt silly at first, but became a very meaningful and powerful remembrance I will carry with me forever.
A few of us went into Fiesole for a few hours again. Ardis and I visited the Etruscan Ruins of a Roman Bathhouse and Theater. It was pretty awesome to imagine this ancient city. We also visited the museum there and as we rounded one of the corners an opera singer was singing upstairs – the music was a perfect way to end our visit to the museum.
We finished with a welcome dinner – 5 courses - at the villa’s restaurant. Again, the food was delicious. How bittersweet this evening was.
Right before I lay down for the evening, there was a firework display by the castle way up the mountain. I was the only one who saw it from our group and it was like Italy was saying good by to me as well – perfecto!
My thought for the day is remembrance and gratitude…
We gave the students free time to finish their pages in their book they will create of their experience. Rosie encouraged the students to walk the property and say good by to the things they loved I “gratitude” – which was our word for this day. I walked in the olive grove and lay my head on the olive tree that meant the most to me and ran my hand along the bark. It felt silly at first, but became a very meaningful and powerful remembrance I will carry with me forever.
A few of us went into Fiesole for a few hours again. Ardis and I visited the Etruscan Ruins of a Roman Bathhouse and Theater. It was pretty awesome to imagine this ancient city. We also visited the museum there and as we rounded one of the corners an opera singer was singing upstairs – the music was a perfect way to end our visit to the museum.
We finished with a welcome dinner – 5 courses - at the villa’s restaurant. Again, the food was delicious. How bittersweet this evening was.
Right before I lay down for the evening, there was a firework display by the castle way up the mountain. I was the only one who saw it from our group and it was like Italy was saying good by to me as well – perfecto!
My thought for the day is remembrance and gratitude…
The following pictures were taken on my last walk around the property....
This is the original chapel that was part of the convent - the apartments where we stayed.
The backside of the office - how spectacular is this color?!
The road to Fiesole....
The walk into the courtyard of our apartments and the old convent...
The Ruins...
Fiesole...
One last tribute and good by to an old friend....
