It’s always a pleasure to take this gentleman for a walk in the English countryside.

This is a rare example of him standing still long enough for a photo that isn’t blurry.

Grotta della Poesia in Salento is beautiful at this time of the year.

My home office now feels more like home.

Just like it used to be @ Masseria le Stanzìe in Puglia.

Lunch with a view.

A shot from our walk this morning in Santa Caterina, Nardò.

Venus is shining bright as the sun goes down. Seems like the only star in the sky.

Stopped for a lunchtime drink at a bar in Rome and, unknown to me, a French girl sitting at the next table was drawing me as I was talking on the phone.

She’s talented. She explained that she’s an art student and likes to do this when she travels.

The room in Rome where John Keats died.

Walked past some old building in Rome around sunset tonight.

A beach at the Porto Selvaggio nature reserve in Salento.

You need to walk through woods for 30 minutes from the nearest parking spot. Worth it every time.

Young vines preparing to soak up the summer sun.

It’s easy to fall into the trap of thinking that you just are who you are, forgetting the power you have to take action and become who you want to be.

Let’s not let the challenges of the past and the present hold you back from moving forward towards where you want to go.

Keep taking those steps, no matter how tiny they may feel. They all add up if you just show up and keep moving.

Smile when you can. It makes the journey more fun.

So here’s to the future, and the steps we’ll take to shape it.

Italian Sundays are made for passeggiatas. Here’s a shot from our stroll today in central Lecce.

Whoa, we’re half way there 🎶

When I close my computer and head outside, sometimes it feels like I’ve stepped through a time machine instead of a door.

This paddle boarder had the right idea. Need to get myself one of those for days when the sea is as beautiful as this.