But I promised myself---and James---that I would step out today and soak up Florence. If just for one hour, for one ogle at the Arno River and a walk to a nearby butcher.
Wednesdays here mean the boys have school, are home for a few hours, then cycle to soccer. So this morning I tacked my way through the internet and at noon: pushed myself out the door. In just one hour I:
- stopped by a ceramic shop and bought an olive oil pouring top (for this great olive oil pitcher mom bought me),
- had 'lunch' (really a gathering of a few bruschetta and a glass of vino) at a cafe I had passed too many times without stopping...
- studied Italian (during lunch!); and
- bought some veggies from a frutta e verdura stand---one of my two favorite to frequent.