I lie abstracted and hear beautiful tales of things and the reasons
of things,
They are so beautiful I nudge myself to listen.
I cannot say to any person what I hear-I cannot say it to
myself-it is very wonderful.
-W. Whitman
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Rooftop Terrace, At the Uffizzi, Iced Coffee, View of the Duomo, 72 Degrees in the Shade. Nirvana.
I lie abstracted and hear beautiful tales of things and the reasons
of things,
They are so beautiful I nudge myself to listen.
I cannot say to any person what I hear-I cannot say it to
myself-it is very wonderful.
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VASARI DOING DRINKING ICED COFFEE?
NO WONDER UFFIZI!!
DONATELLO ME THAT YOU COULDN'T FIND A HOT DRINK TO WARM UP.
IT'S A PITTI THERE ARNO BETTER CAFES IN FLORENCE.
MON, YOU GIOTTO BE MORE DISCERNING AND DUOMO RESEARCH BEFORE SELECTING YOUR VENUES.
CARELESS PLANNING CAN COSIMO PROBLEMS THAN THE TIME SAVED IS WORTH.
Dad, why are you always so Lippi? I Botticelli one because it was warm out.
SORRY, MON, I HOPE GENOA THAT I DIDN'T MEAN TO GET YOU IN A FIRENZE. BUT ON THE OTHER HAND, I DIDN'T WANT TO BORGIA.
IF YOU ARE STILL COLD, TRY SOME NICE TUSCAN PARSLE AND ARDOCHOKE SOUP WITH FRESH CREAMEDI CIS.
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