Reading Frances Mayes’ book over and over again, the view of Tuscany was
screened vividly in front of eyes with the tempo of book. In Tuscany, Frances
see a green sweep of the Apennines, as the wooded slopes angle toward the
valley, olive orchards begin, and mellow stone farmhouses with tile roofs anchor
each farm to the land. Looking out—looking into Italy! North, south, east, west
is the allure of the whole country.