Clouds appear different here, or my senses are still magnified from being in a new place — they have more depth, more texture. Watching the rain clouds roll in while the sun still poured warm light on the valley was priceless. I hope everyone saw that.
Our final language class was a little sad. I would love to become more fluent in Italian, but am sure it’s difficult unless one uses it daily. Our last cooking class had some great participation and laughs. I’ll miss these evenings!