During my time in Florence, I walked about 20 miles. What can I say? I had no agenda and the sun was shining. What else was there to do? Strolling around on both sides of the Arno, I took note of a few things. First, there were the dogs. It seemed like everywhere I turned, … Continue reading Florence fashion is furry
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A Boxing Day miracle
To begin, hosting brunch the same day one needs to catch a train to begin what is essentially a 14 hour journey may not be the best idea. Especially when one hasn’t had a day off prior, other than Sunday which began with brunch in the morning and ended with dinner a county south of … Continue reading A Boxing Day miracle
Waiting on winter
As a kid, I remember winters felt really long. I understand that memories of childhood can be skewed but, as I recall, winters were cold and snowy. Perhaps not as extreme as the winters my mother told me about from her own girlhood in the Black Forest when, she said, they sometimes couldn’t open the … Continue reading Waiting on winter


