Villa il Poggiale: week end d'autunno nel cuore del Chianti

La Toscana d'autunno è una tavolozza di colori e la malinconia della stagione rende ancora più emozionanti le bellezze di questa terra.
L'autunno è la stagione del romanticismo, i primi freddi ci fanno abbracciare sotto una pioggia di foglie che cadono dagli alberi. Ma l'autunno è anche la stagione del raccolto, vigne e uliveti brulicano di vita, e tra le magiche cascate di foglie colorate, avvolti nei profumi del vino e delle castagne, l'autunno in Toscana è davvero una stagione romantica.

5 motivi per fare un giro in Toscana durante l'autunno

Viaggiare in auto in Toscana? Un consiglio molto caldo, soprattutto perché solo in questo modo è possibile accedere ad alcune delle bellezze più autentiche della regione. E poi c'è quella sensazione di libertà che non è possibile ottenere in altra maniera. Anche in autunno vale la stessa regola? Certamente: passano le stagioni, ma la Toscana rimane sempre una delle zone più belle d'Italia. Ma quali sono esattamente i 5 motivi per cui vale sempre la pena lanciarsi alla scoperta della Toscana in autunno?

La felicità in un viale di cipressi

It takes seventy-two muscles to sulk but only twelve to smile. So they say, but what does it take to be happy? Sometimes a lot, sometimes nothing.

A caress, a flower, a hug. A ray of sunshine, a kiss, a gentle word, a kind look. A dream that has done it and one in the making.

You look for happiness. Find, pursue, run after it, just like we run after the life, and then grab it. Look in the most hidden places, you can find it everywhere. Sometimes we do not realize it is there, hidden, under our noses, just a step away from us.

It can hide everywhere, as when as children we played hide and seek. Behind a smile, in the little things of every day. Sometimes it can just be hidden in an avenue of cypress trees in Tuscany, between the scent of resin and that of parched earth of August.

Tuscany in love

The scent of oleander blossoms and grapes, slowly, mature under the hot August sun, the country chic style, the sun illuminating the clusters, the colors of the countryside, the rows of vines that seem to extend to infinite, and the harmonious succession of fields of wheat and sunflowers.
With that indescribable charm, Tuscany is so beautiful everywhere. But when you consider the Tuscany you can not turn our mind to the rural and unspoilt countryside landscapes.
Hills and slopes, fields, vineyards and olive groves as far as the eye, castles and medieval villages: landscapes and charming villages that are the symbol of the region that gave the natives to Dante.
Immerse yourself in one of the most characteristic landscapes of Tuscany, staying in an estate, one of those in the countryside, with a red roof, surrounded by rows and rows of vineyards and olive groves, where you can not only relax and enjoy the views, but also savor the delicious wines.
Get in touch with the authentically traditional and genuine side of the region, discovering the roots and true passion that animates the inhabitants. Walking between the rows aimlessly, just to listen to nature and its silence. Organize a picnic in the shade of a large oak tree, one of those rustic and homemade, with Tuscan bread, a bottle of red, cheese and cold cuts at will. Falling asleep with the chirping of crickets and wake up with the breeze coming through the windows, that brings with it the smell of salt air mixed happiness.
I dreamed about an holiday like this for years. A peaceful holiday in an authentic Tuscan style.

Il sorriso della Toscana

That time I (re)discovered smile and happiness in Tuscany. That true and spontaneous smile.
It is the smile of summer, un and avenues of cypresses and pines. That of sunflowers, sea and its nuances, sunsets that amaze and falling stars.
The smile that allows the soul to breathe, that makes it perfect everywhere. That of dinners with friends and forget alarm clocks, natural hair and salt on the skin. That of happy hour by sea and sky view, which illuminates the eyes and inflames the heart.
  It is the smile started by another smile. That of friendship and love, which comes in the morning and stays on the face until one second before gently close your eyes, between a caress on the cheek and one on the chest.

Una Principessa a Forte dei Marmi

Forte dei Marmi, the breakfast with a croissant and a cappuccino in a little place in the center, among bougainvillea and design in wicker, and autumn shopping, because in August I already think about autumn and the season to come. Forte dei Marmi and colorful bicycles, the streets full of life framed by pink and white flowers, and the colorful market. Not a market in the "popular" sense of the term, but a real glamorous event, where the Made in Italy is the master. Fur, bags, shoes, belts; in Forte dei Marmi market you can find anything. Among all kind of fabrics, from silk to grade cashmere (at competitive prices) stand out porcelain, household linen, jewelery and typical hand-painted straw bags embellished with shells, lace, flowers and lace.
Forte dei Marmi and luxury boutiques where you fall in love at every turn, now a pair of shoes, now a purse and a dress.
Symbol of refined sophistication, with its beaches and the "typical" bathhouse of Versilia become known around the world for their tents, and their villas surrounded by greenery and famous clubs like the legendary nightclub La Capannina. Forte dei Marmi and the walks along the jetty, to drink a sunset or wake up the heart with a sunrise, a light sunrise that tinting the sky with pink and hope.
Forte dei Marmi and a princess on vacation, happy and carefree.

San Vincenzo con Camelia Roma

August and the holidays in the beautiful Tuscany. Peace for the soul and wonder to behold.

The landscapes, the blue sea and its scented "water", the medieval villages rich in history and tradition, castles and rural churches, and again, the estates in the countryside, the cypress trees and the endless golden expanses. This is Tuscany, for me. Enchantment and wonder.

A walk to the port of San Vincenzo, one of the most popular seaside resorts of Tuscany, just before a drink in one of the many cafes overlooking the sea. One of those that I like so much, with white fluttering curtains, shells and corals as ornaments and blue cushions to sink into bliss. One of those in which breathe that air of sea.

The finest hour of the day, when the sun has already dried the earth and the salt was impregnated on hair and skin. That same skin become golden and emphasized by a whiteness shirt. A '50s Lady, on vacation, with a wide-brimmed straw hat, to shelter from the still warm sun, high-waisted shorts and a bucket bag made of genuine leather. Black with red interior fabric. Elegant and refined, like the woman who wears it.