The Duomo in the sunlight from our bedroom window today
The view from our breakfast table
At the end of the day the long climb to our apartment
apply in Florence, but here it would be too fast, or too thin.
I've only seen two joggers in our three days here, but
everyone walks as though they are just about to burst
into a run, and most people are extremely trim. It makes
sense because everywhere you turn there is absolutely
amazing food, pastry stores with every delicacy, wine,
lovely little restaurants set in 15th century incredible
architecture and of course coffee bars everywhere. Yum,
and then don't run walk very fast.
Today was the show opening, and it was magnificent.
A troop of men dressed in medieval Florentine costumes
juggled glorious Florentine flags to a drum beat and tossed
them high into the bright blue sky. It was a perfect warm
sunny day.
I drew some quick sketches of the view from my chair
beside my paintings -- and we got the catalogue --
a huge bound book, which must weigh at least 10
pounds. Talk about a memento!
Have an-okay-you-can-rest-now day.
