I’m bursting to share what we shot along the Arno River in Florence
and in the square in Siena, on the streets of San Gimignano, and coasting through those layers of blue Tuscan hills. I’ve gone through almost 700 photos of Tuscany tonight, and have found gems of decadence I’d not even noticed while there. The variegation from golden flowers to green grasses to blue hills to pink skies that is coming your way is bello. Molto bello.
But my eyes have tired and it’s time to rest. Buonanotte.