Roman Jewels . . .

Painted stucco walls in Italy make me swoon. Intricate details of pattern motifs carved centuries ago arrest me. Lush green tendrils that grow on the side of a shop on Via Urbana caress my eyes. After that I don't care so much that my hotel room is as small and dark as the windowless quarters of a low cost cruise ship cabin. To enjoy more detail, click on the pictures.