Timeless solitude
- Sarah Hardy
- Feb 3, 2016
- 1 min read

Shared the quiet of hills, backstreets, olive groves and the historic centre with the dawn chorus (including cockerels), a quick and nimble fox and absolutely no tourists this morning. Bliss. The hidden joys of a Florentine winter. For a brief spell I could almost glimpse the Medici turning a corner.
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