Every time I cycle or drive through Tuscany my heart sings - literally. It must have something to with the poetic landscape, the colours of the folliage and the rolling hills, the scents and the daylight. No matter what the season, the time of day or how I'm feeling I smile, because the Tuscan landscape with Il Duomo and Florence in the distance triggers memories of the aspirations I had when I arrived in February 2007.
Driving back to Florence from Castinglioncello.
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