As the word ‘love’ is on the lips of so many today, I thought that I would throw one more out into the ether…. one of the many, many books that I love.
This time each year, particularly during my existence in the cold climates of Northern Alberta ( ever hear of ice fog? for three weeks straight? iccchhhiiicckkkk….) I would often turn to Frances Mayes’ multi-millon copy best seller Under a Tuscan Sun. Now many a reader might be guffawing at this notion, true it is not a literary masterpiece. However, when the temperature is below minus 40 degrees Centigrade and you have not seen a speck of sunshine in weeks, reading about a southern Italian villa’s transformation, of the food…oh the glorious fresh foods…..the fields of happy faced yellow sunflowers….of picking olives for pressing on a warm sunny day. Aye, yes, this IS true love for a February cold and dark.
Oh course, nibbling a morsel of chocolate from my own true love, while reading Mayes work is lovely also and would not be turned down.
Listening to her audio book version, not so much. Like watching paint dry on an auditory scale. Sadness.