June is upon us and all over Italy you hear these words, from the tip end of Puglia to the top of the Val d’Aosta, even from those who are three or four generations removed from the farm: It’s June, time to take up the sickle or the scythe and go out to harvest the grain: Giugno, la falce in pugno!
Is la falce a scyth…
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