: About Me

POMPEI: A DEAD CITY SPEAKS OF LIFE TO THE LIVING A dish of stone eggs sits on a table in front of me. I am on a gentle hill in the region of Campania, Italy, and exactly in Pompeii, a city buried by Vesuvius, the volcano that erupted in 79 A.D. The weather is balmy, the surrounding landscape blessed with orange trees and pomegranate groves. The perfume of the orange I picked from a tree down in the valley lingers around me, the scented rind tucked somewhere in my clothes. Yesterday the same grower let me pick a lemon. I ate it whole, the thick peel very sweet, still warm with sunshine. Her...