As I type this post the wind is howling outside and ice pellets and freezing rain rattle against the window. I am sick of cold. I am sick of winter.
For travel Tuesdays I am going somewhere warm and relaxing . . .
Ahh . . . summer in Tuscany.
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As I type this post the wind is howling outside and ice pellets and freezing rain rattle against the window. I am sick of cold. I am sick of winter.
For travel Tuesdays I am going somewhere warm and relaxing . . .
Ahh . . . summer in Tuscany.
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