I just found this picture in our endless Italy shots. It was probably the second day we were in Tuscany. Everyone else in the villa had taken off early to sightsee. We scrounged around and made a mishmash breakfast from some things that we had purchased the day earlier.
Fresh bread, the most amazing mozzarella, a hard cheese and salami, beautiful tomatoes (in March!), fresh strawberries, coffee. Every ingredient was fresh and unadorned. We sat and ate our breakfast in the quiet of the Tuscany morning. The only sound that I remember is the bees in the trellis up above us -- a tree was blossoming and the bees were in heaven.
