When it snowed in Tuscany, I thought it was magical. When the snow melted, I was equally enchanted with the transforming landscape. As spring approached, I was in awe as the world around me came to life. It seems that with every new bloom, I have a new favorite time of the year! And today is no exception…. For lack of a better description, I feel like I’m in a Fellini movie, or a warm Tuscan snow globe at the very least. This is the time of the year where the Pioppo tree pollen takes flight.
The air is dusted with little pieces of cotton-like pollen. And if you stand ever-so-still you will find yourself in the midst of a flurry of warm Tuscan “snow.” It’s breathtaking, especially for a gal from Los Angeles. In LA, if something was floating in the air it was usually ash from one of our infamous Southern California brush fires!
I’ve taken some video of the puffs floating through the air and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! I know that, just like in Fellini’s 8 ½, I will await this time of year. every year.