photographs from italy.

I cannot tell you how it felt to float down the Canals of Venice by gondole. I am not even able to describe to you how delectable the gelati was. Not because I don't want to. Simply because I've never been.

These are my dad's photographs. He took them on a school trip (he's a teacher) a few years back. I remember that breezy summer evening after he came home. Laptop in tow, we found a picnic table in the park. We then proceeded to go through every single photograph he had taken. With the photos, he shared stories - and then some sweet little gifts he had brought back for my sister and I. Ever since that night, I have had such wanderlust for Italy. But until the day comes where I see the country with my own eyes, I'll live vicariously through photographs.

tanto amore,

abbey