Somebody call 9-1-1! Shawty fire burning on the dance floor…whoa-oh


  1. Survived my first very close call on the road (I was a passenger, a real estate agent was driving: he was watching ahead to avoid hitting a car in the front, which was crossing our lane of traffic; meanwhile, a towing truck came up from behind and maintained its speed and direction and passed within inches of my face as we were still slowing moving into that lane).
  2. Had a great running work out – started developing my training program aiming toward my fitness goal of a 24-minute 5k.
  3. Saw another beautiful home, which was nice, but ended up confirming our greater interest in a different home.
  4. Watched “Swiss Family Robinson.” (Among my all-time favorite movies.)
  5. Read another chapter in “Cooking with Italian Grandmothers.” (Thanks, Monica!)

Today I cover another chapter in the “what’s that smell” series. If you’ve lived at all, you’ve probably had the chance to smell the unique odor of burning garbage. No? Trust me, it has a distinctive pungency. Here in Sicilia, I found a smell that is nearly as potent, though not quite as stinky: burning vegetation. The countryside holds many an agricultural plot, and to eliminate excess weeds and perhaps to condition the soil, farmers burn the vegetation. Many times, the fire burns up to the road’s edge and you can feel (and smell) the heat wave as you pass.

*Title inspired by Fire Burning” – performed by Sean Kingston*


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