Last week I had the opportunity to see an 11th century farmhouse; one of the oldest homes in Tuscany. Such a treat. The interior was low-ceilinged and smelled of wood smoke and mildew, coffee and furniture polish. The exterior smelled of flowers and freshly mown grass. This is the home of an American woman and her Italian husband, purchased as a falling down relic in the early 1970's and restored to a family home where children were raised and grandchildren now play. It is rather like a story book...and I am so glad I got to visit.