In "Bringing Tuscany Home," Frances Mayes describes a special spot at her home, Bramasole, where she finds peace and solitude. A wooden bench on a high terrace offers a stunning view of the lake and valley, but first, she has to clear it of ants. The simple act of preparing her seat creates a ritual that enhances her enjoyment of the moment.

This hideaway evokes childhood memories of secret places, where the thrill of being unseen brings joy. As she sits under the shelter of a small oak, she relishes her solitude, feeling as though she's hidden away from the world, much like when she would ignore her mother's calls as a child. Mayes captures the essence of finding refuge in nature and the comfort of personal retreats.