I've really fallen in love with cappuccino this trip. At home I drink strong black coffee. But here it feels right to drink that luxurious frothy treat. And of course the alternative is to have an espresso in those tiny cups; much to small to be satisfying for me.
This was another view of the Villa Il Crociccio, on the agriturismo farm in Tuscany. I painted this before breakfast on our last day here. In the morning the distant hills are bands of lighter and lighter blues, and the hills wake up from their mist-covered slumber. Very beautiful and was very hard to leave.