So many words that belong to yesterday,
now we need to say new things.
Rumi
So many words that belong to yesterday,
now we need to say new things.
Rumi
After living in Seattle for a few years, I’ve yet to see any other micro-climate produce the the amazing magnolia trees that grow there. But, Florence is no slouch when it comes to these monumental trees.

Last weekend I was in the lovely garden behind the Palazzo Guicciardini, and this beautiful speciman was putting on a pretty show. My pictures, unfortunately, do not capture the majesty or the beauty of the big white blossoms, but I hope you get the picture. Look at the top section in this picture below and you will see some of the white blooms.

Another closer view:

Here’s a view I found on the internet to better show the white blooms.

And yes, the blooms are gorgeous, but even the foliage of this tree is lovely.

Spotted another great work by street artist Exit/Enter this week. He takes a metal cover or a small window on any Florentine wall, and uses the irregularity as a part of his design. I love his light-hearted take.



About eating healthily, that is.
That was not the question today!
I’m not very proud, but it was a lark and very enjoyable! Today I had a chocolate croissant from Riviore for breakfast, and, since I found myself near my favorite gelateria in the Oltrarno, I treated myself to artigianale gelato for lunch (with 2 flavors: buontalenti and chocolate [the chocolate was so rich and chocolately it was almost too intense]; the buontalenti was heaven on earth)! There was a bit of a chocolate theme happening, and I’m not a chocoholic.
I didn’t take pictures, bc you know what both of these things look like. ;-)
Italians love zucchini and in June you can take advantage of the start of the season’s zucchini and pumpkin flower production and eat the flowers! Fior di zucca is a perfect appetizer served fried, but you can also enjoy the vegetable baked or cooked into a risotto.
Strawberries are another June favorite. Though they begin producing from May and go well into June, there’s nothing better than a delicious – and fresh – strawberry gelato on a hot June afternoon!
Cherries have been good and getting better every day. They won’t be here long, unfortunately.
For a typical Italian treat, don’t miss figs, which have their first harvest at the end of June. Look for the big, purple variety.

I make a weekly walk through a lovely residential neighborhood in an outer area of Florence. You see all Florentines and Italians here. I’ve never ever seen a tourist in this area, which is kind of amazing if you understand the waves of tourists that swarm this amazing city.

My weekly walk takes me by a very interesting front garden of one of the many villinos in the neighborhood. The first time I saw this large cactus (I don’t actually know what the plant is, if I’m wrong, please leave a comment!) it looked like a caged animal to me, one that was trying to work its way out of the surrounding metal enclosure.

Yesterday I walked through the area again and wanted to take more inclusive pictures to show how this front garden is organized. Here they are:

As you can see, the cactus has a fantastic magnolia tree behind it.
Here is how the entrance to the home is organized and decorated. Very lovely to my eyes,



And then, here’s that massive plant! Love it!



If you’ve ever been lucky enough to come to Florence and if you arrived by train, chances are good that you’ve been at the Stazione Santa Maria Novella to the west of the historic center of the city. Every time I’m in that station nowadays, I always time travel in my mind back to the day when I was 27 years old and first set foot in Florence and Europe. Just walking through this classic 1930s building makes me remember the wonder and excitement I felt that day.
But, you probably didn’t know that this famous stazione was not Florence’s first train station. That distinction goes to the Stazione Leopolda which is over by the Porta al Prato, just outside what would have been the circle of walls surrounding Florence when the station was built. It is also next to the Teatro Maggio Musicale Fiorentino, located on the Viale Fratelli Rosselli. The stazione has gone through many transformations, as you will see below, but it is still in situ and is used today as a venue for many exhibitions, meetings and congresses.
Here’s a Google Map image to help you situate the area in your mind:

So, let’s time travel back to the 1840s together and have a look at this interesting building complex.
Today it looks like this:

But when it was first inaugurated in 1848, it looked like this:

And by 1861 it looked like this:

Stazione Leopolda. Foto del 1861.
Do you know your railroad history? Well, the very first railway line constructed in all of Tuscany was the route that connected Livorno, an important port, to Pisa. In 1841, work began to connect Florence with Livorno as well.
A new station in Florence would thus be needed to allow for arrivals and departures on the new Livorno/Florence line and the Grand Duke Leopold II commissioned architect Enrico Presenti to build a large terminus station to be situated in an open space just outside the Florentine walls, near Porta al Prato. The new station, Stazione Leopolda, was opened on 12 June 1848, taking its name from the Duke himself.

The new station was designed with 3 large rooms, the central one was for the tracks and the arrivals/departures and the 2 side rooms were for services. The station was constructed with a stone and stucco finish, using rounded arches and pilasters borrowed from the neoclassical style.
Almost simultaneously, another train station was envisioned and built; this one was constructed closer into the city center and this is the station that is still in use for passenger arrivals and departures 24/7, the Stazione Santa Maria Novella. As time went on, the SMN stazione saw a continuous increase in passenger traffic and it was decided to divert all regional and national lines to it, and to close the Leopolda. This happened by 1860.
Now it just so happened that the reunification of Italy was happening through these same years. Authorities had to figure out what to use the Leopolda for and, since the first annual Esposizione Nazionale Italiana delle Arti e delle Scienze was scheduled to be held in Florence in 1861, it was decided to rework and reuse the Leopolda for this grand exposition. Architect Giuseppe Martelli (1792-1874) was commissioned in 1861 to rework the Leopoldo in order to provide a good venue for the exposition.
It opened to great fanfare and the day it opened it looked something like this:



The exposition was large, with more than 6,000 exhibitors in the fields of the arts, sciences, and Italian industries. It was visited by about 30,000 people.
Incidentally, this exhibition was one of the first venues in which the nascent school of the macchiaioli were shown.
On March 17, 1861 the new Kingdom of Italy was officially proclaimed, with King Vittorio Emanuele II as the the monarch. He was on hand to inaugurate the exposition later that same year.
Unfortunately, the exhibition was a disappointment financially and the annual expositions did not come to pass. Italy would have a few subsequent expos, but never an annual event as such.
The Leopolda, having served 2 purposes so far in its history as first a passenger train station and then the home of a grand exposition, it would soon be reworked again, for Florence soon became the capitol of the new Italian state in 1865.

This time architect Marco Treves was commissioned to expand and modify the Leopolda so it could house many small offices needed for the bureaucracy in Florence. Treves added a mezzanine to make better use of the interior space.
In 1871 the Capitol of Italy was moved to Rome and, you guessed it, the Leopolda was yet again put to another use. It came to house a workshop for train maintenance, using small parts of the old, original railroad tracks.
During the WWI, bullets were manufactured in Leopolda. During WWII, Leopolda housed factories devoted to maintaining and repairing train equipment. During the Nazi occupation, Resistance workers used the site to sabotage and clog up the delivery of raw materials. These activities continued right up to May 2, 1944, when Florence was bombed and the workshops were closed.
In the post-war period the building was once again modified, leaving intact essentially one large room in the center of the building which was used until 1993 as a railway depot. After that, the complex was repurposed once again.
Finally–or perhaps I should say currently–the Leopolda got a spruced up front by Gae Aplenty in 1996 and the old train station connection to the space ended. Today the space is open for fashion events and exhibitions, among which is the Pitti Imaggine, SRL which oversees the Leopolda nowadays.

Indeed, today the Leopolda is one of the most exhibition spaces in all of Florence, managed by Stazione Leopolda Srl (a Pitti Immagine company) and the great central vault is now used for music, fashion and markets.




Audrey Hepburn took to her apartment. “I have to be alone very often,” she told Life magazine in 1953. “I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.”
Thinkers, artists, and innovators from Tchaikovsky to Barack Obama, from Delacroix and Marcel Marceau to Chrissie Hynde and Alice Walker, have expressed the need for solitude. It’s what Rodin has in common with Amy Schumer; what Michelangelo shares with Grace Jones.
Philosophers and scientists spent much of their lives in solitude, including Descartes, Nietzsche, and Barbara McClintock, the Nobel Prize–winning geneticist who resisted having a telephone until she was eighty-four.
Countless writers, including Shakespeare, Dickinson, Wharton, Hugo, and Huxley, mined solitude as a theme. Symphonies and songs, poems and plays, and paintings and photos have been created in solitude.
For the creative person, “his most significant moments are those in which he attains some new insight, or makes some new discovery; and these moments are chiefly, if not invariably, those in which he is alone,” Storr wrote in his seminal book, Solitude: A Return to the Self. While other people can be one of our greatest sources of happiness, they can at times nonetheless be a distraction.
Their presence may also inhibit the creative process, “since creation is embarrassing,” as the writer Isaac Asimov said. “For every new good idea you have, there are a hundred, ten thousand foolish ones, which you naturally do not care to display.”
Monet slashed his paintings before the opening of an exhibition in Paris, declaring the canvasses unworthy to pass on to posterity. Robert Rauschenberg flung his early works into the Arno.
Yet just as alone time can be important for creation (and possible subsequent destruction), it can also be necessary for restoration. Some of the latest research has found that even fifteen minutes spent by ourselves, without electronic devices or social interaction, can decrease the intensity of our feelings (be they good or bad), leaving us more easygoing, less angry, and less worried.
Studies led by Thuy-vy Nguyen, published in the Personality and Social Psychology Bulletin, suggest that we can use solitude or alone time as a tool, a way to regulate our emotional states, “becoming quiet after excitement, calm after an angry episode, or centered and peaceful when desired.”
Alone, we can power down. We’re “off stage,” as the sociologist Erving Goffman put it, where we can doff the mask we wear in public and be ourselves. We can be reflective. We have the opportunity for self-evaluation, a chance to consider our actions and take what Westin called a “moral inventory.” We can also take inventory of all the information that has accumulated throughout the day. We can organize our “thoughts, reflect on past actions and future plans, and prepare for future encounters,” as the psychologist Jerry M. Burger wrote in the Journal of Research in Personality.
Even Bill Clinton, exemplar of extraversion, acknowledged that as president he scheduled “a couple of hours a day alone to think, reflect, plan, or do nothing.” “Often,” he said, “I slept less just to get the alone time.”
This notion of reflection harks back to an ancient Greek principle known as epimelesthai sautou. The philosopher Michel Foucault translated it as “to take care of yourself,” and though it was once “one of the main rules for social and personal conduct and for the art of life,” Foucault observed that there is a tendency, particularly in modern Western society, to view caring for oneself as almost immoral. And yet alone time has the potential to leave us more open to others.
And yet alone time has the potential to leave us more open and compassionate toward others. John D. Barbour, a professor of religion at St. Olaf College in Northfield, Minnesota, has written that while solitude involves the self, it’s not necessarily narcissistic. He’s suggested that the solitude sought by biblical prophets helped shape their perspective and may have made them more sensitive to the suffering of people who were less powerful or outsiders. “Solitude at its best,” he wrote, is not about “escaping the world, but toward a different kind of participation in it.”
Unfortunately, there’s a tendency in our own age of scant nuance to conceive of solitude and society as either-or propositions: You’re either alone on your couch or you’re organizing dinner parties.
That’s an unhelpful (and often wrong) distinction. The psychologist Abraham H. Maslow found that self-actualizing people—those who have attained the highest tier of his hierarchy of human needs—are capable of being more than one thing at one time, even if those things are contradictory. They can besimultaneously individual and social; selfish and unselfish.
Burger wrote that people with a high preference for solitude don’t necessarily dislike social interaction, and aren’t necessarily introverted. They probably spend most of their time around others, and enjoy it; he said it’s simply that, relative to others, they more often chose to be by themselves because they appreciate the reflection, creativity, and renewal that solitude can offer.
Rosenbloom, Stephanie. Alone Time: Four Seasons, Four Cities, and the Pleasures of Solitude. Penguin Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

Partially constructed on unexpectedly soft soil, the ancient bell tower began to lean before it was even finished, a historical goof that went on to become one of the world’s historical oddities — and made the tower a UNESCO World Heritage site.
How can something so obviously structurally unsound endure in an earthquake-prone region for hundreds of years? People who assemble an IKEA cabinet and have 18 pieces left over don’t expect to pass a wobbly Hemnes down to their great-grandchildren.
Professor George Mylonakis wanted to know why.
You can read all about it here:
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