Umbria – the Green 💚 of Italy

My beloved region is known as ”The Green Heart of Italy”. It is right in the center of Italy, hence, the *heart*. It is slightly heart shaped. And it is GREEN. Spring is pretty much here, although it is still cold at night. This weekend we will see some of the coldest temperatures yet, but it will shortly pass, and our spring will suddently burst out all over.

Winter wheat is a main crop in Umbria. And just now, it is coming up in so many of the fields – So amazingly green! Umbria is living up to its name. I got a couple of snaps off to show you how beautiful it is. These taken along one of my favorite roads. We always take this road when we return from visiting our favorite butcher. Take a gander at these!

In June these will be rippling fields of yellow grain. Living near to the agrarian society of Umbria makes one notice the seasons as they change; the crops, the seasonal produce, the phases of the moon by which they all still plant, the winter and summer truffles that they hunt, the favorite pass-time of foraging for insalata di campo (salads from the fields), the foraging for wild asparagus (should be starting soon), the game in the fall and in winter (cinghiale – wild boar), the prized delicacy of the porcini mushrooms in autumn, the splendid bounty of summer, the sunflowers in July, the tobacco in the fall…i love it all. I love that it still exists here in Umbria – Italy’s green heart 💚

10 thoughts on “Umbria – the Green 💚 of Italy

  1. Nancy Hampton Post author

    Hi Dave, it is snowing here today. This is the transitional time. Spring will be here for us both. But Umbria sooner than NY 🙂

  2. Nancy Hampton Post author

    Hi Marjorie, I do love it. I’ve always loved watching the turning of the seasons. It is heard to do when you’re in a big city. Living near all the farms but still in my town is really nice.

  3. Matthew Daub

    Beautiful photos – Thank you! One of my favorite memories was when I was invited for Sunday dinner in our landlords’ house in Spello. My wife had returned to the States and I was alone. It was a wonderful meal with three generations – children playing. Giulia’s father gathered wild mushrooms and greens from Monte Subasio. The greens were the sweetest I’d ever tasted.

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