glorious Venice

Florence

Florence’s  Ponte Vecchio

Florence
I find myself going back to my pictures of Italy to immerse myself in the memories of warmth and sunshine, that so permeated our trip there.  As more snow falls outside, I can always return to these, to help me through what is becoming a rather long and seemingly endless  winter.  Dreaming of the smell of dirt and a warm breeze on my skin.  Of course, a couple of more screaming sled rides down the driveway, is not a bad thing to look forward to, before winter lets go of us.