I'm a wee bit sad ~ to say good-bye to Italy. Such a beautiful country. Why must travel time fly by so quickly?
But, I'm a lucky, lucky girl. To have seen this magical area in the first place and also to see it through the eyes of a local! I have a close friend who lives here.
She met, and married, an Italian 6 years ago. Perhaps I should have been shopping for an Italian, instead of hanging out in the Rose Gardens! ;)
I visited her in 2011. A dark time for me. My brother had passed away, very suddenly. And, I was having a tough time dealing with that. We were pretty close.
Sarah wisely suggested a change of scenery. She found me a teeny, tiny little apartment in Bressanone, Italy, about an hour drive from Austria. Quite literally across the street from her home.
Not only did I get to explore Italy. I also got to live like a local! Which is so much fun... navigating the oddities at the grocery store and getting lost in a maze of cobblestone streets.
I remember hopping off that plane in Innsbruck, leaving a dull, grey, winter landscape behind... and everywhere I turned, bright blossoms greeted me.
Flowers, you see, they are very good for the soul. It was fabulous therapy back in 2011. And, even more so this time around.
I hope you've enjoyed the pictures and stories. It's sure been fun. And, now it's back to the states where, with any luck, my gardens are blooming just as brightly. Sans the castles, of course. :)