What saved my mood today, strangely enough, was watching the Travel channel.
First, it was just nice to be eating my dinner in front of the television.
But more than that it was so simple to remind me what I love about the world.
It wasn’t anything particularly mind blowing. In fact, Anthony Bourdain kind of grates on my nerves. But he was in Tuscany and it was the spirit of Dario Cecchini who runs a macelleria in Panzano that captured me. He’s a butcher, an amateur Dante scholar, a storyteller and a Tuscan enthusiast. His lively nature and love of his life and surroundings grabbed my heart. I find big personalities interesting anyway. And I respect how hard he works to preserve Tuscan tradition and recipes. The shop he runs has been in existence for 250 years. I can barely fathom lineage and dedication of such depth.
Though it make me yearn for such a rich simple history, it also makes me appreciate the diverse yet complicated backgrounds of my own ancestors.
And then I remembered I have tickets to see Nickel Creek tomorrow night. They are taking a break when they finish this tour at the end of November, so I couldn’t resist. Their fusion of styles appeals to the mottled post modernist in me, but I love that they are still entirely acoustic. That their root sound is Appalachian folk just helps it settle into my bones.
Okay. I sleep soon.