Vigna, Wurstel, Gricia
"Ok, nobody's coming after this car on the left. Pull the reins sideways." Today began in stops and starts, as I woke up many times throughout the night (or, wee morning), then finally got to sleep, but woke again when it was nearly 8:40. Although it was good to clock a couple of hours of sleep in a row, I had wanted to get an early start on a few things. I took an express shower and got dressed, ready to head out the door, when I saw Elena, who said they are going to the vineyard again. They are leaving now; do I want to come? It was then I noticed she had sent messages via text, but I had turned off my phone in the early morning hours and forgot to turn it back on. I missed her messages, but luckily was ready to go. Ettore stayed home, napping, while Mariella drove Nonno, Elena, and Matteo; I rode with Maria Teresa, Rachele, and Agnese (who wanted me to sit in back with them). Vincenzo was already there, having taken his motorcycle for a spin. Maria Teresa looks like a