…that no matter how many pictures you ever take, you can never truly capture it.
I have been to a lot of gorgeous places, but there is just something about this patch of earth that makes it so stunningly unique.
Is it the fact there is a castle ruin on every hilltop?
Is it the acres of sun-drenched grape vines lined up in mathematically precise rows?
Is it the lakes? The tiled roofs?
The patchwork of green stretching as far as the eye can see? Or is it the row upon row of blue hills that fade to sky?
The monuments… piazzi… centuries of history… breathtaking views?
It MUST be the food!
…and the warmth of mia famiglia bonding on foreign soil…
It is all of this. And more.
I may be back in England now and the damp cold has me lighting a fire in late May. But my heart remains in Tuscany.
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