Scanno Lake
It happened on a winter’s night One dark and stormy night, so the legend goes, a traveller was on his way by donkey-drawn cart to Scanno. In the village of Villalago a family offered him hospitality and (I’m sure of it) a bowl of steaming pasta e fagioli. But in spite of the worsening weather he decided to press on. Who knows, perhaps he was driven by the image of his own cosy hearth and the pale, anxious faces of his wife and small children as they awaited his return. Or maybe he was just one of those stubborn individuals who never realize when they’re on a winning streak....
How wonderful! Such a beautiful place for a wedding and a baptism.
Thanks for writing. I hope you enjoyed your time there.
I really appreciate your comments and I hope your plans work out. A great place for a family home!
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