I first went to Florence in 1971 –  a very long time ago. It’s where Robert and I met in 1973. We lived there for a while and have been back countless times since.

Here is a collection of photos taken in late October and early November this year.

A stormy day in Fiesole

and a persimmon tree whose fruits had been left unharvested.

Also in Fiesole, pumpkins and chestnuts.

Fish in the green water of the large fountain in the Boboli Gardens

and more fish on a porcelain plate in the museum at the top of the garden.

Such elegant plates…

and as for the view!

When I win a million billion pounds in some lottery I will live in this valley.

or walk down to the Ponte Vecchio

and look at the river.

I could live in a very simple cell

as long as they sometimes let me out to eat doughnuts.