I am yearning for far away cities and the scent of foreign spices and flowers carried on the breeze from the coast. This is my idea of paradise.

A glass of wine.

Brightly colored houses.

Beautiful teal ocean meeting the sky.

It creates a longing in me, almost a sadness.. An ache that I am ready to throw a few things into a bag and be on my way.  No agenda. Just my camera and my laptop. A notebook for drawing and writing. Keep the coffee coming during the day and the wine flowing at night. It would be my heaven.

I have long ignored the call of Italy. But she beacons to me. So many reasons, excuses, this is what I am creating. This scene. Sitting here. Drinking this in…

And the Universe says yes. yes. yes.