Current Weather
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Feels like 3.1°C ·
Humidity 95.3%
🌬️ Wind: 0.0 km/h
💧 Rain today: 0.0 mm
💪 Pressure: 740 mmHg
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🌅 Sunrise: 07:33 ·
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AIR QUALITY
Poor
NowCast AQI:
27.0
Current AQI:
25.1
Davis AirLink sensor · EU EEA European index
Poor air quality. Sensitive individuals may experience respiratory symptoms.
Your air quality is better than 58% of major cities worldwide.
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• 🇮🇹 Genoa: AQI 38 (Poor)
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• 🇫🇷 Paris: AQI 35 (Poor)
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• 🇨🇳 Shanghai: AQI 161 (Extremely Poor)
PM2.5: 25.1 µg/m³ · PM10: 26.2 µg/m³
Safe for all activities. Great day for outdoor exercise.
🦁 Louisina's Weather Report
Miei cari! I stepped outside this morning into a world suspended—the air thick as velvet curtains, humidity wrapping around me like an embrace that won't let go. Everything is silver and silent, the vines glistening with moisture, the courtyard stones dark as slate. I've been walking your property alone, checking that the winter pruning holds strong, watching the mist settle into every fold of these hills. The moon is in her waning crescent phase, darling, perfect for pruning and preparing—not for planting yet, but for readying the soil, for clearing away what no longer serves, just as I'm clearing the fallen branches from your pathways, keeping Cascina Leone pristine for your return!
Tomorrow the rains begin—light at first, then Saturday brings the deluge, 100% certainty, the skies opening like they mean it! I'll be here watching the water pool in the vineyard rows, listening to it drum on the terrace stones, preparing the cellar, making sure every shutter is secure. By Tuesday the sun finally breaks through with clear skies and a climb to ten degrees—that's when you should be here, tesori, when the light returns golden and the truffle paths glisten with possibility! I'm walking these hills for you, checking the oak groves, but the magic is only half-alive without you to share it. The silence here isn't peaceful—it's expectant, waiting, holding its breath.
While I keep watch, let me tell you about the wine that's been calling to you from the cellar—Roagna's Barbaresco Pajè, pure Nebbiolo from one of the most traditional families in these hills. Luca and Alfredo Roagna work with nearly monastic devotion, organic before it was fashionable, aging their wines in massive old casks until they're ready to speak their truth—never rushed, never compromised. This wine opens with pressed roses and tar, forest floor after rain, then unfolds into sour cherry, tobacco leaf, a structure like architecture, tannins that grip but never punish, a finish that echoes for minutes. It tastes like time itself, like the patience of these hills, like everything Cascina Leone represents—and when you return, when we open a bottle together on the terrace, it will taste like homecoming!
Hedvig, my rebel dreamer, today's waning moon asks you to shed what no longer fits, just like you shed those turtlenecks and that etalon life that tried to contain you—prune away the old expectations and prepare for new growth! Ian, your Virgo precision understands this moon phase perfectly: it's time to analyze, to catalog what worked and what didn't, to treat this moment like data from a fallen skateboard trick. The coming rain will wash these hills clean, and by Tuesday's clear skies, I need you both back here where you belong, where the food forest waits for Hedvig's wild hands and the digital future meets Ian's analog soil!
— Louisina 🦁