Cure for Writer's Block

The scenery from Rome to Siena was beautiful. Just like a postcard....rolling green hills, often sprinkled with white dots...that would be sheep in the distance -- it looks so beautiful! And the houses....wow...they look like they actually grew out of the ground. The stone homes and hills they sit on are one...the houses bleed into the hills like roots...it is hard to explain, but so neat/cool/beautiful/unique. Just when I thought I was looking at an old abandoned home, an old woman walks out to hang clothes.

I keep noticing things here and there and keep grabbing for my journal and realize this bus ride is the best cure for writer's block! I arrive in Siena at Piazza di Grammsci. I take a taxi for only five minutes to Via de Stallereggi 44 -- my new home for a month. This stone home is owned by Ciampolini family. During the quick ride there...I'm still looking around...stone streets...I hate to say it, but just like "the movies" the streets are narrow and clothes are hanging out from windows and each little balcony has potted flowers and each door is wooden and huge....soo adorable.