A short history of Tuscany.

Like most parcels of European territory, what we now know as Tuscany has gone through endless slicings and dicings, expansions and contractions, changes of name and possession.

Much of it was, of course, home to the Etruscans. Their realm, Etruria, after being annexed by Rome, came to be called Tuscia, which in the sixth century was made a duchy by the conquering Lombards, with Lucca as its capital.

This entity metamorphosed, under the Franks, into the Margravate of Tuscany, which in the eleventh century produced the first Tuscan of real historical stature: Matilda of Tuscany, one of the shrewder military leaders of the Middle Ages and among the period’s most formidable women.

After Matilda’s death in 1115, there ensued a long struggle between popes and Holy Roman emperors for control of the margravate, and the lack of firm external rule allowed for the rise of the great city-states, above all Florence. For more than three hundred years there was no Tuscany per se.

Florence, though, had been gradually extending its dominion over one comune after another, and in 1569 the House of Medici capped this consolidation by inducing Pius V to create the Grand Duchy of Tuscany, with Cosimo I as its first ruler. Except for a brief Napoleonic hiatus, the grand duchy was to survive right up to 1859, when it was absorbed into the United Provinces of Central Italy, which in turn was folded into the new Kingdom of Italy.

Downing, Ben (2013-06-18). Queen Bee of Tuscany: The Redoubtable Janet Ross (pp. 79-80). Farrar, Straus and Giroux. Kindle Edition.

The first day of summer.

I went to Settignano to visit a hard to see garden.  It is so hard to see that I didn’t see it.  I couldn’t find the gate!  You can’t win them all!  I’ll make another reservation for another day, but it won’t be in the heat of this summer!

But, apart from the problem above, I’d describe the day as blue, green and red hot.  Italy is in a heat wave and its only going to get hotter the next few days.  It was too hot to be walking in the hills outside of Florence.  But, I did it anyway

 

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fausta68's avatarLA PAGINA DI NONNATUTTUA

Sono quasi due mesi che non metto le mani sulla tastiera, abbandonando per un po’ questo blog.

Precisamente dal 25 aprile, un giorno che d’ora in avanti festeggerò non per l’avvenimento storico ma per la mia personale storia.

Già, perché proprio il 25 aprile mi è stata regalata la seconda possibilità di vivere: da alcuni giorni non mi sentivo troppo bene ma davo la colpa alla grande stanchezza, invece quella mattina proprio non ne volevo sapere di svegliarmi nonostante mio marito mi chiamasse ripetutamente. La cosa non era normale per cui ha chiamato la figliola. Arrivata ha tentato di prendermi la pressione ma non era possibile. Caricata di corsa in macchina arrivo all’ospedale. Pressione 42 di massima…10 battiti. Di corsa in terapia intensiva: i reni erano partiti. E anche il cuore faticava tanto a battere.

Non vi sto a raccontare tutta la trafila, ricordo solo di aver sentito chiaramente il…

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