Piazza San Pietro, Roma, and beyond. I cannot get beyond this city, it calls me all the time. Sigh.
“The whole city was captivated by a breezy, lilting rhythm, laced with her past glory and laden with a musical joy.” (by me, from my book which will be self published as soon as I get the copyright 🙂
More thoughts on Rome: Italian Loveliness
More thoughts on beautiful places: Power Behind the Beauty