The Color Florence. One of our hues carries the name of a city with a legendary past and which still inspires awe even today. The Renaissance and the Medici family, the Duomo with Brunelleschi's cupola, the streets along the arno and the Ponte Vecchio, housing only goldsmith shops.
The Uffizi Gallery, a trove of priceless works of art, unparelleled in the world, and the Specola Museum, one of the oldest science museums in Europe. The historic spots for street food, gelato from Vivoli, truffle flavored sandwiches and Portuguese milk from Procacci, true gastronomic institutions that still do things according to tradition. The colored marble of the Gothic era and the proportional harmony of the Renaissance style. Via de' Tornabuoni, the famous street in the historic center, synonymous with elegance. Florence is also the native city of illustrious figures such as Dante Alighieri, Leonardo da Vinci, Sandro Botticelli and Niccolò Machiavelli, just to name a few.
Can one city really give life and be the home to all of these magnificent things and so many others? It seems impossible, but it's true. When you wander around the city streets, you realize that every building, every church and every statue whisper to you, telling you of the greatness of the minds that built them, and call for a certain respect. I love this corner of the world. I jump at the chance to visit and I discover something new every day. However the thought in my head never changes: I feel lucky to be able to go there as much as I want! Today, for example, Florence celebrates the patron saint of the city, Saint John the Baptist. I wouldn't miss being there tonight on the Santa Trinita bridge to watch the fireworks, which top off a day full of historic processions, rowing competitions and the Calcio Storico match. Enormous, rolling, colorful spurts explode in the Florentine sky and reflect onto the Arno river, lighting the city as if it were day. There is no other show like it in the world, trust me!
But you must be asking yourself what one of DHG's shades of purple has to do with Florence. The city was founded by the Romans in the spring of the year 59 B.C. and most likely named in honor of the goddess Flora who was being celebrated during that time of year. A few centuries later, the city adopted the symbol of the Iris, a purple flower which blankets the hills of Florence. These hills hide small secret spots where we love to go during the flowering season, with a sack lunch, to enjoy the Iris that have been there for centuries and that can tell us about the thousands of figures scattered throughout Florence over the course of its history. You just need to know how to listen.
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