Florence Area, Spring, Houses, Lush Green

Terracotta roofs and pale walls sit low in the Tuscan hills, spring green crowding in from every slope.

A gentle quiet settles over the whole landscape. The land rolls away from us, those farmhouses tucked so naturally into the slope with bluish ridges rising softly behind them. All the vibrant greens in the trees are answered by the warmth of the earth—ochre paths and that soft terracotta on the tiled roofs. The light feels so even, doesn't it? Almost no shadows. It just lifts the fronts of the buildings and rests on the ridges of the roofs. A pale sky settles over everything, and the air carries that slow, fertile hush of a spring afternoon.