Awaking to the sound of Church Bells?
no, just...
sueño
*Spanish for:
Vision, dream, the fancies of a sleeping person*
Shop fronts rolling up, scooters, shouts and mumbling in Italian,
the almighty stone echo!
Firenze, Italy... you have my heart.
Almost every Sunday I would go for a stroll.
And take a picture from the Grazie bridge of the Arno River.
I lived Directly to the left, hugged up next to Santa Croce.
no, just...
sueño
*Spanish for:
Vision, dream, the fancies of a sleeping person*
Shop fronts rolling up, scooters, shouts and mumbling in Italian,
the almighty stone echo!
Firenze, Italy... you have my heart.
Almost every Sunday I would go for a stroll.And take a picture from the Grazie bridge of the Arno River.
I lived Directly to the left, hugged up next to Santa Croce.
Thanksgiving Day, Alone.Meandering through The Uffizi Gallery.
View from Atop the Massive Duomo!It was December when I took this photo, quite frosty.
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