A good morning starts like this for me:

Then later in the day, about 6 pm, walking from the city center to my home in the east side, I pass the magnificent Basilica of Santa Croce. At the moment, its piazza is filled with a Christmas market that is heavy on food stalls, and it is well attended. Christmas decorations are all over the city but they won’t be lit up until 7 December

Walking home I saw this cool dude with his fabulous hairstyle. I tried to surreptitiously film him to show to my friend Rudy!

Walking down a favorite street near Santa Croce, I passed this outdoor display of seasonal foliage. Che bello in the evening lighting.

Even the Christmas red color of the tulips felt seasonal!

Nothing beats the red berries in winter though!

I often walk by this artist’s little shop and occasionally stop in. I like seeing her at work.

Neither here nor there, I admire the font on this street number.

Egypt is in the house!

If you are in Florence and of a mind to study Gregorian Chant, you can actually take a class in it. Take that, rest of the world!

And, even if you don’t want to chant yourself, you can hear it in a concert.

I saw this pealing poster attached to a wall near the duomo. Whatever message it hoped to deliver has been lost.

And on another day, in the afternoon, I was taken by this tabernacle.

Arrivederci! Alla prossima!