I don't really understand why, but I love to take pictures of hydrangeas. They are mounds of colour which call to me.
This particular hydrangea was found in Milan on the first day of my Italian Adventure. Micah and I were walking through a park dedicated to the victor/liberator of Milan in around 1830. I'm not exactly certain why this victor deserved a park, but a park they received anyway! There was oddles of green space and places to lay out a picnic blanket for a quite afternoon under a tree. There were also a couple of little creeks giving the park the ability to have lovely little walkway bridges here and there. Nothing makes for great photos like little bridges over creeks that are both surrounded by mounds of flowers eh?
As for the day itself, the sun was pleasant and bright, the sky clear and the grass was growing. The park was filled with the most luscious smell of cut grass... really a defining smell of the late spring in the northern hemisphere.
Micah and I slowly meandered through this city park until we found our way to the other side. We then randomly chose streets left and right until we finally arrived in the city centre.
taken June 2010 - Parco Sempiona, Milan
