Oh come with me
Beneath an olive tree
And dream the day away...
xoxo
Oh come with me
Beneath an olive tree
And dream the day away...
xoxo
Now officially one of my favorite cities in Italy, Verona has a quaint feel yet it is still large enough to have a great selection of restaurants and an ample maze of streets for me to get lost. Sitting in the piazza's drinking carafes of the local Valpolicella, wandering along the canals and feeling the soft evening light... it's all heaven to me. I look forward to my next visit... xoxo
Walking the maze of narrow streets was quite a task, ducking and dodging hundreds upon hundreds of umbrellas. Making our way to Piazza San Marco, we were surprised to see most of it under at least a foot of water. Being the lowest point in Venice, it is always the first to flood, from heavy rain or storm surge. The tourists didn't seem to mind, some taking off their shoes and making their way across the square. Most though, took refuge in the covered walkways, warming themselves with cups of espresso and watching the rain come down... and down... and down.
I've seen Venice on a pristine sunny day, and now I've seen it on a dark and stormy one. Both hold their own beauty of a different kind...
Known as piccola Roma (little Rome) for its importance in imperial days, Verona is truly one of the most beautiful cities in Italy. Wandering her streets, we came to Piazza Delle Erbe, where storm clouds were brewing behind the baroque Palazzo Maffei, decorated by statues of Greek gods. Situated in front is the majestic St. Mark's Lion, the symbol of the Republic of Venice.
I love the details. It's what makes a place unique. In Italy, I loved all the intricately carved stone pillars and worn cobblestone streets... the brass door-knockers and wood shutters. Mexico is all about the ancient wood doors and iron accents, huge chandeliers left to weather in the salt air, colorful ceramics and bright fabrics. Every country, every people, every culture has a way of expressing themselves... and it usually comes out in the details.
What are the details that make your space unique to you...?
There is a quality of light in Italy that can't be described, it just has to be experienced. It's as if it makes everything more beautiful... if that's even possible. When I'm in Italy, I want to get lost on roads I've never driven, I want to taste the local dishes, cheeses and wines... I want to feel the land and its people, and experience that which makes them unique. Some of my favorite memories in Italy involve morning and evening light, walking through olive groves and vineyards, ancient white-washed cities and hilltop castle villages... here are some Italian yellows to warm your day.