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A gray welcome back to Rome
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Looking across Trajan's Forum is more dramatic in this weather
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Whose forum lies where
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A very brief history of the Imperial Fora
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View from where the Etruscans lived on what is now the Capitoline Hill
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Toward the synagogue and Trastavere beyond
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Ponte Fabricio leads to an island in the Tiber
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About Ponte Fabricio
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I don't remember reading these the first time I came to Rome's Botanical Gardens
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Among the few roses still in bloom, this was the most fragrant
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More background
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Just the mallard and me in the Japanese Garden
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There are numerous varieties of the plane tree
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The fountain of eleven spouts was retained from the formal gardens of the Corsini villa
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Quite the woman, Christina of Sweden!
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The Hungarian Institute is in the former Falconerie palace in Via Giulia
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The line to enter the Pantheon passes through a temperature check under COVID
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"The Pantheon is the only Roman building that has come down to our times virtually as it was in Roman times."
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Behind the Pantheon, something official kept us out of the Piazza Minerva with its elephant pedestal
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Heading home after a moment's rest in the little courtyard garden of Palazzo Venezia behind me here
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A neglected villa in San Cesario di Lecce, once a wealthy town with seven distilleries
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On a quick exploratory outing to Lecce, I am overwhelmed by the Basilica's facade
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A name with a long heritage in the south, familiar to me also from reading "The Leopard" -- this statue is in Lecce's Garibaldi Park
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Trails "of art and flavors" around San Cesario di Lecce
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Back in San Cesario after a walk, I found the Duomo open with the usual COVID additions
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Today's walk took me along Via Vecchio Cimitero, to the old cemetery
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Near the San Cesario di Lecce station I noticed Wolof, a language I recognized from my days in Senegal
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The San Cesario di Lecce front courtyard
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The Lecce skyline from the roof of my rental
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A jasmine-draped wall near San Cesario di Lecce
