Held the phone the wrong way up and the Tuscan sky didn't seem to mind.

August 13, 2024. Castel del Piano, Tuscany. At moments like this, dodn't move. The light is doing the work. Out here, the day ends slow — the kind of slow you only notice if you stop trying to frame it. One real thing I keep relearning on this trip: a sunset is just the long way light travels when the sun sits low, scattering through more air than usual, the blue worn out of it, the orange left behind. Like steeping tea — the longer the path, the deeper the color.