A private dinner setup in the garden among the pines at dusk

Contessa
Journal.

Letters from the villa, the kitchen, the cove, and the slow weeks in between.

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“The house keeps no calendar.
You read the season in the light on the wall, the smell of the pines, the temperature of the water at six in the morning.”

— From the Contessa journal