Yesterday all to pick olives, their, friends who live in Tuscany, Lazio, or have a house in Umbria. Even Tiziana, who tells me that bears my book so the evening preparing the questions for the meeting on Thursday. This morning is the coffee, stuck the glass overlooking the park, horse chestnut and olive trees, yellow leaves, the effect is beautiful. Read the index. I feel in reading it soothes, it seems to me then on Thursday I will have something to say, I will be stuck on those pages, thoughts on writing that other formalize. Tiziana calls and has an eye patch in the olive harvest has damaged the retina, Thursday there will be. Calm. I have a coughing fit. Someone who has read the book in Rome, journalist or blogger who is? Send an email like a bottle into the sea before it sank, still has not returned. It is known to the mill on the first Sunday of November is prolonged. Good harvest would seem :-)
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