Photography: Frits Meyst
Text: Jillian Macdonald

Rain continues to hammer my window while the wind howls around the ancient Tuscan farm house when I fall asleep. With no expectations following the storm, I open the curtains next morning to find a pristine autumn landscape. The sun is out in all its brilliance as we trot through the soaked grass, heading for higher ground. Below us the clouds cover the valley, leaving the rolling hills floating on top of the mist. The landscape is dotted with evergreen olive trees and acres of vineyards, drying in the sun after a thirst quenching down pour. Soon a hearty farmer's lunch will be in order.

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