Here’s one of my favourite photos from my trip to Italy and certainly of my time in Florence. The Ponte Vecchio means the Old Bridge and it is lined with shops selling gold jewellery. But there is a spot on each side of the bridge that is open to the river Arno. There, in mid September, we stood looking out at a scene so beautiful to us that it still returns to me here in Toronto. It was one of those days I was glad to be alive.