During this visit, I spent the winter months at Il Poggio enjoying the friendly people, the healthy outdoor work, the excellent food and a warm little private room across a tiny lane paved in broken pottery from the main buildings.
Pete had restored this little room for his own use before he moved to Switzerland with Dora and he had built in some unusual and creative touches of his own.
He had set some colored wine bottles into one of the the stone walls which provided some beautiful colored lighting when the sun shone through them and he had cantilevered some flat stones into an opposite wall to provide a few steps up to the nest-like sleeping loft he had built.
He had also made a large central fireplace which was very welcome because the winter nights were cold--though it was very seldom cold enough for a frost in this part of sunny Tuscany.
This little stone living-room was adjacent to other simple rooms used for storage and other maintenance work and the whole were covered with the heavy antique thick pink clay tiles I have described before.
Was this not a perfectly snug place for an artistic, romantic sort of pilgrim with poetry in his soul like me to winter in?
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