Daily Archives: March 17, 2019

Under the Tuscan Sun

On turning the calendar card I was confronted with this –

 

The wording on the card reads –

“The Italian enthusiasm for cycling come to the fore every spring during the Giro d’Italia, a three-week-long road race across some of the peninsula’s most challenging terrain. Thrills, hills, and spills aside, two-wheeled vehicles are an integral part of Italian culture and an uplifting fixture of daily life”

I was immediately transported back to my brief sojourn in Florence in 2013. Can it really be six years ago?

On October 23, 2013, I recorded Day 16 in Florence and noted that the World Road Cycling Championship had just been raced in and around Florence. Cycling memorabilia was on display and for sale everywhere one looked. I succumbed and purchased two little battery operated bicycles with pedalling cyclists whizzing around the footpaths. If you are interested, click here for that post.

Oh, how I enjoyed my short time alone in that wonderful city. I did go back the following year with the Architect, my late love, but somehow just wandering wherever fancy took me, and on my own was really very special. Those few weeks will remain n my memory until my memory fades. I am so glad that I took the chance, made the decision and had the adventure.

Note – I thought after the gloom and despondency of the last two blogs, it was time to lighten things up. I hope I have done so.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday, 17 March 2019

“Never take life for granted.
Savour every sunrise because no one is promised tomorrow
or even the rest of today.”
Eleanor Brownn, American Speaker, writer, coach

We are still reeling from Friday’s horrific events; looking for a reason and finding none. It’s all anybody speaks about. If you meet someone on the street this is the first thing they mention. It’s seemingly overwhelming. How do we combat it?

We are always told that time heals’. But will it? Certainly not for those worshippers who were caught in the middle of it, and those who will never come home.

What could possibly cause someone to act in the way in which this perpetrator and his cohorts did on Friday? As a nation, we mourn with those affected and my reaction as an individual is to heap love and friendship on all I meet in the coming weeks and months. Their hatred will not overpower us.

And a reminder – Most people who died on Friday had plans for today.

 

End of today’s rant.