The gracefully unfurling petals of a golden chrysanthemum drew my eyes. I haven’t shot flowers in a long time, this definitely makes me itch to visit the florist!
Growth has its seasons. First comes spring and summer, but then we have fall and winter. And then we get spring and summer again. As long as the roots are not severed, all is well, and all will be well. – Chance the Gardener, Being There Heavily paraphrased, but pretty much sums up these indomitable …
Sun kissed flowers waiting for sunset on Piazzale Michelangelo.
The Vatican Museum houses a warren of exhibition halls, perfect for exploring, gawking and getting lost on a rainy afternoon.