I am convinced is the most beautiful city in the world.  Perhaps my travels will prove else wise.  I will be back in time to catch the July 11th performance of La Traviata and explore the city's treasures further, as I have twice before.  This week was devoted to hanging out with my family, who I dearly miss most of the time.

My son David and his wife Lena.

Luisa and Adam

We went to the playground

Napped to birdsong among tiny May flowers in the fresh breeze along the canal of the Danube

Watched as a thunderstorm rolled in

Strolled around David's neighborhood

Stopping where our hearts called out

And then Little Mozart came indoors to play.