LOST IN THE BOBOLI.

All too often I find myself thinking of Italy. Probably every day. Okay, every second. But it really is hard not to. Especially when you order wild mushroom ravioli at Circa and it tastes as if they flew it in from a cafe in Florence minutes before you arrived. Yumm. I could go on and on about everything that is amazingly Italian but I think these photos from the Boboli Gardens in Florence say a lot. The architecture, history, and natural beauty all meld together into a place where time magically disappears.

And that is just what happened on this lovely day. The closing announcements sounded and Zuzanna and I found ourselves sprinting for the nearest exit. The nearest exit of course happened to be on the opposite side of the entrance, 2 miles away from the city center. It was a nice, long walk home. The memory will forever bring a smile to my face.

LONDON DAFFODILS.

The parks of London are just one of those things you have to see for yourself. (Central Park what?!) I wish I could see them transform through every season, but when I was visiting it was about this time of year and there were daffodils everywhere. Actually, they were all over the city. Because London’s spring weather can be cold and dreary, I like to think that the daffodils were planted as a way to cheer everyone up.

Happy little golden faces smiling up at you as you walk by.

JE T’AIME.

Two years ago today, I spent the loveliest of days in Paris, France–running through the streets, stopping for tea at Laduree, watching the sun set over the city from the Eiffel Tower, dining on fondue and flourless chocolate cake and delicious red wine.  I’m sure it will be one of the best Valentine’s Day I ever have because 1. it was in Paris, and 2. it was celebrated with a best friend. Oh, and 3. the night ended with Nutella sandwiches.

And the second best Valentine’s Day? The year I got Free Willy on VHS.