Summer in Johannesburg is quite something when you haven't seen it for as long as I haven't. I feel like on every corner I turn there is a tree packed with pink or yellow or red flowers. Avenues of leafy Oak Trees blocking out the sun... a parade of light and shade. It fills my heart. But I shall no doubt long for the breathtaking buildings of Florence that stand majestic around just about every corner. Towering towards the sky. Like this one. The church of Santa Maria Novella. The bell that tolls. The cold air. The cobbled streets. Like all brilliant art, if there is beauty and substance it will last. For centuries.(see full image)
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