A trip on the Vespa.
Just the two of us.
A fresh Sunday morning.
Only the silence of nature reigns.
Interuptions are rare.
Plump olives wait calmly.
Vineyards stripped bare.

Montefioralle, Greve in Chianti, Tuscany, Italy

at Boboli Gardens.  Beyond the edges of this green oasis surges the hectic, busy, city center of Florence.  You can hear the muffled sounds filter through the greenery:  mopeds whizzing by, Italians calling to one another, buses rattling over the cobble stone streets and if you close your eyes you can even pretend to hear the tourists camera clicking and a constant buzz of cell phones.



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