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Monday, 31 May 2010

Twenty-eight degrees at mezzogiorno. Blue skies and a wind to turn the lake into a mass of spangles, a wind to whip water into foam, a wind to hurl windsurfers to Lombardy in the twinkling of an eye, a wind to make the woods ripple like a kelp bed in a storm.

3 comments:

V. said...

Sounds windy to me...

Choco said...

Can picture the wind so...
Interesting blog. Will hop by more! :)

Jen R said...

I just got back from my second trip to Italy and LOVED IT, LOVED IT, LOVED IT. I hope, very much, to go back again someday.

Monday, 31 May 2010

Twenty-eight degrees at mezzogiorno. Blue skies and a wind to turn the lake into a mass of spangles, a wind to whip water into foam, a wind to hurl windsurfers to Lombardy in the twinkling of an eye, a wind to make the woods ripple like a kelp bed in a storm.

3 comments:

V. said...

Sounds windy to me...

Choco said...

Can picture the wind so...
Interesting blog. Will hop by more! :)

Jen R said...

I just got back from my second trip to Italy and LOVED IT, LOVED IT, LOVED IT. I hope, very much, to go back again someday.