Lilly's Place
Ok, hear me out on this one. For the first night of our honeymoon we stayed at the hotel on Lago Di Braies. There was a beautiful newfoundlound dog that we saw every morning before heading out to enjoy the beautiful landscape of the Italian Dolomities. We called her Lilly… after clearly misinterpreting or misunderstanding the spoken language around us. Turns out, the dogs name was never Lilly, nor does Lilly translate to the dogs actual name. Her name was happy, but our mind she will always be Lilly, the gentle Newie sleepily greeting us every sunrise.
Ok, hear me out on this one. For the first night of our honeymoon we stayed at the hotel on Lago Di Braies. There was a beautiful newfoundlound dog that we saw every morning before heading out to enjoy the beautiful landscape of the Italian Dolomities. We called her Lilly… after clearly misinterpreting or misunderstanding the spoken language around us. Turns out, the dogs name was never Lilly, nor does Lilly translate to the dogs actual name. Her name was happy, but our mind she will always be Lilly, the gentle Newie sleepily greeting us every sunrise.