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Speaking of taking pictures, I’m on a roll.* I have several themes in mind, and of course that keeps me attentive to the moment.
This morning I was the first visitor at the Convent of San Marco. For the first five minutes I was the lone tourist. It was breath taking. San Marco is an early must-visit when I am in Florence. Every time I photograph the frescoes that Fra Angelico painted in the monk’s cells. I can’t resist, even though I have sets from previous visits; each photo represents the current moment. It is not something to check off any kind of bucket list.
* Pun intended! In 1956, when in Florence with my parents, I took pictures with a roll of film. That was all that was available.