Food for free . . .

Marilena reaches for a fig.

We camped close to Turin yesterday. And would you believe it, there was a large fig tree right beside us? And it was full of fruit. Wow! We'd to stretch a bit to get at the ripe ones but the effort was well worth it.
During the night we had a couple of wild dry wind 'storms.' They pushed the camper about and threatened to blow down the awning. I'd to go out with a lantern and knock in the holding pegs more securely. Fortunately the awning stayed put and our stuff inside was fine. But I've never encountered such a fierce wind without it being accompanied by sheets of rain; on balance I think I prefer these dry Italian storms. :-)

Mirabelles picked at the side of the road

We've been coming across fruit trees in the mountains from time to time. At the moment these small plums or damsons (mirabelles) are in season. They make a tasty addition to the dessert. I must say, I'm warming to this idea of foraging - it's fun, as well as being delicious.