The next time you are looking at a map of Italy , move your eyes to just about the centre of the boot until you come in Umbria, the region known as the “Green Heart of Italy 💚” and the heart of the matter of …. part of my life .. :a collection of easy, researchable locations , a list of place where to stay , armchair travelogue, healthy , and personal memories-.
I love this region which borders on the west by its more famous neighbour, Tuscany. On the east by there is the region of the Marche , and on the south the region of Lazio. I love it for the simple lifestyle , for the genuineness of the people, for its healthy rustic food, for its quietude, for the business and sanctity of the land, and for the spiritual connections one feels with Umbria’s most famous citizens, heroes with halos: Saints Francis, Clare, Benedict and Jacopone.
Umbria’s is called the 💚 of Italy not just because it is geographically the most centrally located region of the boot, but because it is literally covered and surrounded by green- green pastures, lush carpeted valley, thickly wooded forest, and expansive mountain areas. Even the name of Umbria, meaning shade, helps to define the landscape characteristics. It is an artist’s delight: its undulating hills balanced densely and clustered and time-worn stone houses. Its wispy grasses move in the wind across meadows like ocean waves, and there are neat bounds of hay that resemble jelly rolls doted throughout a fertile valley.
Mist rising like incense gently glides over the valleys shrouding tiny churches and majestic cathedrals. And evening light casts a soothing rosy glow that truly calms the soul.
The earliest Umbrians were a farming community that arrived in the eighth century B.C and were later followed by the Etruscans , of whom we know very little, and then by the Romans. By the thirteen century, most of Umbria was a bunch of small, independent city- states that were under the rule of the Pope. Centuries have come and gone, and yet the pastoral nature of these singular communities is much the same today and reflected in the customs and in a cuisine often dubbed Cucina-Povera-, or poor cooking, meaning simple, rustic cooking with minimal ingredients and preparation, and using the local products of grains , olive oil, vegetables and herbs.
My interest in Umbria goes back to the late 1980s, after my Dad died. Even during those years when I was visiting Umbria with my parents or during school trip journeys I was looking for that dream place to escape from my frantic and chaotic life that was to be Rome.
Graduating and having been employed in a Merchant Government Bank with a successful career ahead , and a …. relationship , I was looking for a place where I could stay and regenerate myself. A place to restore to restyle to rebuild to find that simplicity in the real things that matter.