My Favorite Thing about April in Rome
What is it about April in Rome? What makes it the most perfect month to enjoy this incomparable city?
I can sum it up in one word, one smell, one color, one single flower dripping languidly from the vine.
Or, in Italian, glicine.
This is the singular reason why April is my favorite month in Rome. (The fact that the weather is warm but not yet scorching is another reason, I must admit.) What is your favorite month here? And why? Do you, like me, have a weakness for this voluptuous and transient blossom?