A hot day in Florence.
An unhappy hubby.
I suggested a walk in the Boboli Gardens.
Being Summer it was a sea of green.
Not a Spring bloom in sight.
Hubby became even more unhappy at the lack of colour.
I didn't mind.
I know gardens change from season to season.
I was happy to explore the famous garden, said to inspire the garden at Versailles.
I'd researched a bit about these gardens, said to be the greatest outdoor art gallery in the world,
and I wanted to explore.
I heard about beautiful sculptures, fountains and grottoes.
But we didn't find them.
We didn't get very far in before it became plainly obvious that my poor beloved was not having a good time.
And what he really needed was a coffee and somewhere to sit.
It was a bit disappointing.
But some day I may get back.
Boboli Gardens, Florence - July 2015