Chilly, windy, and with unusual atmospherics for our morning walk down.
Black as Hades over the Alps, but shining like angels' wings over the mountains of Lombardy, where the sun rises. A squall sends a shower of chestnut leaves jetting out across the lake, catching the sunshine and for AJ, immersed in his piratical world, showering down like so many gilded pieces of eight.
And a shimmering rainbow straddles the Valle Cannobina, making even the most weekend-jaded Monday-morning-double-espresso drinker leap from his seat to take a look.
What a nice sight for a Monday morning!
It sounds like winter is coming early everywhere this year.
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