There is nothing like the quality of sunlight in Florence. It is both radiant and diffused and imparts a golden color like nowhere else I’ve ever been. Tuscany is ripe with nature, color, textures and especially history.
One day I walked on a wall built by the Romans in Lucca that had grass and trees planted on top by Napoleon as a gift to his sister. The roughness of the stones topped by the lushness of grass and beautiful trees was awe inspiring!
This same town was the birthplace of Puccini, so add beautiful Italian opera music to this picture. Everyday is like this in Italy!