Easter: Italian Style

On the very first night strolling through the ancient streets of Rome

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Soft sweetness in a bakery window sliced through my traveling fog.

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The next morning at breakfast, a cone bouquet screamed ‘Gelato!’

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Everywhere we walked, colorful bins of temptation,

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Gardens of chocolate delights,

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Posies waiting to be picked,

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Each blossom prettier than the one before.

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So many, even handmade tassels became a pastel homage to Easter.

May yours be lovely and sweet.

Angels in Ancient Rome

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Everywhere, my dear friend Kathy and I went in Rome, were angels carved in stone,

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Reminding us of our innocence.

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Under impossibly blue skies, above the Trevi Fountain,

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In the saffron meditators above the Forum,

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And beneath the pearlescence of a stormy evening,

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We stared at the ancient miraculous,

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All gorgeous reminders of our impermanence.

Walking to Red Bug Slough

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My sister, Melanie, matching the environment of Sarasota in February on our annual snowbird pilgramage

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A herd of herons (actually, Ibis) on the driveway after a long day

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A crane found in the  frond of a Fan Palm

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Groundcover of fruit from a date tree

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The mighty Live Oak at dusk

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Trees and Spanish Moss of Red Bug Slough (sloo), 72 acres of public land in Sarasota, Florida