The weather was also perfect. Cool mornings and evenings and highs in the lower seventies. And that glorious Italian sunshine.
It's a long way up there.
This is the view from the top!
This is not a picture of the Florence Duomo's Pieta, but these iron rings are everywhere in Florence. They are definitely not a one of a kind.
However, this is:
I have now been blessed to have seen two of Michaelangelo's Pietas...
one in Rome and one in Florence. Each is magnificent in its own way.
While the Pieta in St. Peter's is more finely finished and was likely executed when
Michaelangelo was at the height of his powers, this one has a roughness that lends
it a particular pathos. Carved later in Michaelangelo's life, the Florentine sculpture reflects his understanding that he was nearing the end of his own life. It is said, as well, that the hooded figure on Nicodemus is cast in the likeness of Michaelangelo's himself. I stared at the face forever trying to get some sense of the man, but it was the face of the Christ that kept calling to me.
We just couldn't get enough of the Duomo
This was the breakfast room in our hotel
Are you surprised that I'm ready to go back?!
And this is the lobby