Brrrrr! Winter finally arrived in Tuscany . . .

and the clubhouse gang showed out in their finest sweaters, jackets and (gasp) long pants.  

It was a frigid 58 degrees, much too cold to play bocce outdoors so we huddled inside. Some of us solved the financial problems of the day while the jigsaw-puzzle contingent sang a round or two of "Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah."  Who says retirees don't know how to have fun?

Stay warm. See you next Monday!