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A Turquoise Horse in Italy.



The title speaks for itself.  Last summer, we spent a day in Verona, Italy, wandering through the cobbled side streets, admiring all the distinguished, old architecture.  While we were busy "getting lost," I was photographing some old doors and windows when I stumbled upon this sculpture of a horse, painted in the brightest turquoise. It was set in this little alcove between two alley ways.  It was such a beautiful piece of art, that was so hidden, I wondered if anyone else had seen it before [aside from the residents of the building behind it.]

I've always loved horses [though I was never a trained rider or anything] and find them to be one of the most beautiful animals, and this one flooded in a pop of color definitely put a smile on my face.