On Feragosto

At 8am, the weather is windy and cold, with a temperature of 18 degrees in that sheltered spot I was telling you about. The Alps are obscured by roiling clouds, which give out the occasional rumble, the remains of last night's pretty serious thunderstorms. But there are patches of blue sky, so perhaps the mid-summer holiday will be fine after all.

And there's a lone deer in Ezio's garden.