I’m on the far left, on the ground floor, nicely tucked in behind a (magnolia?) tall tree with waxy leaves. I love it! My place is elegant and far enough off the boulevard it faces to be completely quiet. Interesting trivia: the small courtyard behind my apartment is a favorite spot for birds to hang. They chirp and cheep all day long. I know now what it means to go to bed with the birds, because they hush up about 9 pm. And are back at their chirping when the sun comes up. I’ve been able to ignore their sound by turning up my fan. In time, I won’t notice them. Who knew I’d be living in an Italian aviary!
There’s no place like it!









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