Sitting in the piazza Smelling the Coffee, Sweets, Cannoli. Wanting to taste everything. Entering the Cathedral Sensing the history. Smelling the faint incense. Musty. Smelling the holiness. Touching smooth, cool marble. We got off the autostrada in Cefalu, a small seaside community with a world renowned Norman Cathedral. That was the only thing on our… [Read More]
Feeling Beautiful
In my life I have never felt as beautiful as I do in Sicily. It doesn’t matter if I am wearing a “vestito per a casa” (a dress/garment ONLY to be worn at home – not in public), something more classic, or something more revealing. The first time I was in Europe, I was almost… [Read More]