Bari and Brattleboro VT

I'm looking out at the Adriatic Sea, and feeling very grateful for these five days in Italy. Puglia is so different than any place I've been in Italy, or anywhere. The food is simply amazing, all fava beans and orecchiette, and burrata and focaccia. The landscape is breathtaking. And frankly, I'm not ready to leave. 

But leave I must. A bit of a hellish travel day tomorrow. Then a day at home before heading to Brattleboro VT and the Literary Festival there. I'll be on a panel with Paula MacLain, and at the flash fiction event, both on Saturday. If you're in or near Brattleboro, come to the festival. There's lots of your favorite writers there! 

The view from here: