Why I waited so long, I do not know. One thing is for sure. To wait five years to return to Siena was wayyyy to long. Finally we entered this town again. Ancient red brick walls, narrow streets, everybody on foot. As we walked the olive garden again. That one behind the universities’ canteen… one thing was for sure. It has been too long. And taking in the old view of the tuscan country side, it was almost to much to handle.
Thankfully I had very understanding travel companions to wait till the ebb and flow of old and new emotions washed over me. Five years ago. On these grounds I had quietly dreamed for the first time to become a wedding photographer. And at night I had sat in front of the universities’ main building because the wifi was most reliable & watched hours and hours… maybe even weeks of photography workshops.
I organised weekly photo walks and was never uttering a word of my dreams. Just practising and soaking up every inch of light. And now? Now, I am earning my income, while living my dream. It is quite outrageous. The only thing missing is my very own weddings in Italia. 😉