Small but strong.  The Women’s March took place all over the world this weekend.  We had a small but vocal cohort in Florence and I felt proud to be a part of it.

 

We met in the Piazza in front of San Lorenzo.  I thought about this important church and its history within the story of Florence, and felt honored to be there and to be living now, and to be a part of this beautiful city’s fabric.

 

My new friend, Jen, kindly knitted me a pink hat for the occasion!

 

Please, let there only be one Trump term.