Ok, so you’ve had a winter’s day and it’s been all gray like old flannel underwear and you’ve huddled near the stove and shivered nearly to death and then the next day emerges all bright and bristly and the landscape is, in its upper extremities, doused with a fresh coat of snow so what do you do?
Well, I head to Spino Fiorito for lunch. I make Martha drive me so that I can jump from the car just about any time I want and whip out my camera and snap a few. That’s Terenzano up there, with support from the Alpi Apuane.
Nice, no? Here’s a big picture of the joint in summer and a map. Go there. The people might be friendly. I dunno, I’m so darn jealous of their view.
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