Small but strong. The Women’s March took place all over the world this weekend. We had a small but vocal cohort in Florence and I felt proud to be a part of it.
We met in the Piazza in front of San Lorenzo. I thought about this important church and its history within the story of Florence, and felt honored to be there and to be living now, and to be a part of this beautiful city’s fabric.
My new friend, Jen, kindly knitted me a pink hat for the occasion!
Please, let there only be one Trump term.