It was a swirl last week of food and wine and wind and life. We stuck together, living and tasting and talking and laughing our way through, and I will always feel lucky to know such women that were with me–the way the mountains must feel lucky each day the sun loyally rises to warm them.
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I think all eight of us were lucky to know you and have you by are side in Italy. You are a true friend.