No Arno. No architectural landmarks. No Medici.
Nothing here by da Vinci, Palladio, or Michelangelo. Not even once upon a time.
Indeed, little evidence of the city-state beyond the provision and grading of this road.
The bicycle? Yes, evidence of a technology beyond the Middle Ages. Granted.
(You might also have noted the photograph itself and its distribution via the internet. Chronological giveaway.)
But this is not Florence.
This is a vanishing point.
And above it this day—as in the 20th century, the 17th and the 15th—clouds.
The clouds of the Renaissance.
Free for the looking and good enough for me.
April 9. 16 miles.