Winter in the Abruzzi

Some time ago, I found myself outflanked by ABC at the very essence of Rawls & Me, as in fine wine and slightly pretentious literature. Obviously, I just could not let it be so, equipped with a bottle of Pietramore, I am also thrown back to Abruzzo this weekend, reading about exile and how fragile all our lives can be.

However, far from all duskiness, we made a family excursion in the sunshine to Bölesholmarna today. Every year around this time, I am equally struck by the blinding white snow. Keeping my sunglasses on, I then topped up with a run around Anumark with an equestrian photo-op in Innertavle.