San Valentino Felice

On our afternoon excursion, my Italian friend asked me if I'm noticing lots of things that are different, special, truly European. Having lived here for 3 years, now, it's all feeling very normal to her.
The mere fact that when we visit neighboring towns we go there on our bicycles vs. cars is, of course, about as non-American as one could be.

When we arrived, this little village captured my heart even more so than Bressanone (where I am living.)
Strolling through the narrow streets of Chiusa, we discovered the local florist. A shop the size of a postage stamp, filled to the brim with the prettiest little Valentine's gifts:

Colorful planters and eager spring bulbs anxious to decorate our window sills.

And here I am... on a bike... unable to buy out the store. :(

San Valentino Felice means Happy Valentine's Day in Italian. I hope you have a good one.
** This is my bloggin' diary from Bressanone, Italy, where I'm living, and working, for the month of February.