Murano from the ferry
We spent Christmas in Italy a couple of years back. It was amazing. We were surprised to see so little made of Christmas in the great city of Rome, but on the little island of Murano we walked into our hotel with Bing Cosby softly playing and the smell of pine emanating from the massive bedecked tree in the foyer. It was so sweet I almost cried. Two of my favorite photos here, just because of the palettes. Rusty siennas and pale warm apricots blazoned across the horizon just as the sun was setting. Taken from the ferry.