Sherbet has a mystery to solve

Dear friends,
Here is a photo from my recent trip to Assisi. I need a little bit of help.  Here I am sitting on some kind of press from the year 1676. It is a very long time ago and it has not even got woodworm !
 Now then, I am not quite sure what this is for, I am thinking it must be for olives to make olive oil - is it for olives I wonder? I am just looking at it again.  What else could it be for ?  Grapes are too squishy and too messy to put in there.  I can see the stone bowl underneath that can catch a liquid or an oil and then I see the groove in the stone where the liquid can run out of the bowl into another container but I cannot see how the olive oil would come out of the wooden blocks after being squashed in the middle of them.  I am very sure it is not for freshly squeezed orange or lemon juice!!  I do hope it is not a torture machine to get juice from humans .
Can anybody tell me as I am only a sheep and I am not used to making my own olive oil with a press from 1676!
Love Sherbetx

Sherbet met a man named after Saint Francis of Assisi

Here I am looking very proud to have made another new friend. This kind man was called Francesco after Saint Francis of Assisi, in fact he was born just down the road from this place which is called the Hermitage.  ( I must tell you that I did not believe he was really named after Saint Francis, but he was !!) It is where Saint Francis came to pray and to find peace . This nice man has worked here, just outside the Hermitage gates with his gift shop and café for 50 years and he seemed to enjoy meeting me .
 Oh how blessed I am to have met so many new friends in Assisi and guess what ? Not one of them abducted me . I felt very safe and protected all of the time in this friendly country. Love from Sherbetx

Sherbet is making friends again.

Here I am making friends with complete strangers again!  I know I have been taught not to speak to strangers in case I get abducted like when the Aliens take me but I cannot help being friendly and I do love meeting new people. You can see by my face how proud I look to have made these new friends in Assisi. They seem to like me and I certainly liked them !  I did not have to speak Italian as love and smiles are a universal language. Love from Sherbet the friendly sheepx

Sherbet was sitting all alone but he was not lost.

Oh dear , I wonder what this nun thought of me sitting here at this fountain in Assisi all on my own . She clearly did not think I was lost or she would have taken me to the nearest police station or lost property office . Well, thank goodness she didn't take much notice of me as I was quite content sitting here resting for a few minutes after my long walk up the hill. Too many wonky paving stones for my little legs though, sometimes  I had to concentrate to keep my balance. Love from Sherbetx

Sherbet is resting after lots of walking.

Oh my goodness , I have walked so much today up and down hills and down and up again and then up and down pink stoned wonky steps, (some of which I was a little bit afraid of as they were a little bit too wonky!) and then down again and then up again, until my little feet could not walk anymore .
 Here I am resting in a place that seems just made for me . Just look at all of these brightly coloured comfy cushions , I could almost be back in my cosy kitchen at Clover Cottage if it wasn't for the noises of Assisi finding their way into my ears. I am just going to rest a bit longer then  am going to feed some pigeons in the Piazza around the corner . Love from Sherbetx

Sherbet has made new friends in Assisi

I have made some new friends again. I do not know their names but I think they come from Germany. If I remember well I have seen them before with a big group of schoolboys.
 I do hope I did not interrupt their delicious Italian ice cream eating time too much.
 Maybe we can find them again if my  German sheep friends share this photo.
 Love from Sherbet with new friends from far far away.

Sherbet is finding lots of places to rest after walking up and down hills all day in Assisi

Oh how tired my little feet are after walking up and down steep hills and wonky pink stoned steps all day long.
As you can see I am very good at finding comfy places to lay down for a little while . Those cushions  in my second photograph were just made for me and my little Sherbet Sheep body.
My shoes have been wearing out so you will start to see me wearing my grey ones soon . I don't  have many clothes with me just these dungarees . I think it is appropriate as I am trying to follow St Francis who threw away his clothes to wear a scratchy piece of sack cloth. I am sure if I wore sack cloth it wouldn't scratch me as I am far too woolly but Oh dear, poor Saint Francis must have really wished he had a soft woolly coat underneath his simple clothing . But I am sure that as he had such a pure heart and soul he was constantly being blessed with not feeling itchy.
Love from Sherbetx

Hanging about in the walls of Assisi

Here I am hanging about in the walls of Assisi watching the world go by. I am a very happy Sherbet Sheep. Love to you all.   Sherbetx

AMORE E PACE

Dearest friends , I am sending you all huge pots of love and peace all the way from Assisi .
 How lovely that I can manage to find just the right messages to send you right there on the street.
Love from Sherbetx

Sherbet is in Assisi the home of his favourite Saint.

Oh my dear friends from nearby and far far away. I think you can see why I have not written my story lately. I have been on my travels again and now here I am in the city of peace,  Assisi , in the beautiful country of Italy. This is the home of my very favourite Saint . San Francesco. He loved all the little creatures just as I do.
Today, a very kind man allowed me to sit in his art gallery and have my photos taken.
In fact he thought it quite good fun to have me there and I am very grateful to him as it is a very beautiful place full of beautiful things and there I was, a little bit grubby from sitting around on stone walls and steps all day .  The picture of Saint Francis behind me is made of ceramic tiles .Oh how lovely it was to spend some time looking at the beautiful artwork all around me. I will show you more pictures tomorrow.  I have so many.
With love and peace from Assisi , Sherbetx