a snowy Christmas in Florence, once upon a time...

One December evening I went out for dinner with three friends. While we were eating it started to snow, and we had to leave our car and walk back home. Even though I don't like winter and its cold attributes, I still remember that night with affection: dimmed streetlights, falling flakes, soft streets, and an embracing silence... I've got the impression that it's never been as cold since, in Florence