Villa in Donoratico

You taught me that everything is a sign. So when on Friday, after picking up the ring for our engagement and I went to a nursery to get an old rose in which to hang the little box to ask you to marry me, hearing a builder talking who was looking for a chestnut tree for a new subdivision definitely seemed like a good omen. Now I'm here under your house on my motorbike, you only know that we're going to Castagneto Carducci, there, where we met and fell in love, but you don't know that ours will pe...