Seventeen degrees at 8:20am as I shoot past the digital temperature readout trying to make up precious morning minutes. Raining hard. The car smells of wet dog. So do the children. So do I... Mama makes mental note not to dare go inside the caffè today but to have breakfast huddled under the awning with the smokers, and to throw Jakob! Lord of Misrule into the lake for a bath at the earliest opportunity...
In Alpe Devero.
8 comments:
Looks inviting
Nothing worst than wet dog smell.
Not more rain!
Great shot of the inn... As for our dog, he jumps into the lake of his own accord, no throwing necessary! ;-)
Ciao! Oh Mamma : I wholeheartedly agree! Someone tell Jakob!
LadyFi : Our dogs are both very lucky to have a lake to jump into!!! (So are the children).
On my one visit to Italy, everywhere I looked I saw lovely windows, picturesque in their age.
Beautiful photo! Lovely and warm colors.
I hope your day took a turn for the better. EW! Wet dog! ;)
I'm trying to imagine what the rest of this inn looks like. The window is intriguing.
I love your opening
I'm a smoker so I often huddle with those who smell like dog ;)
lovely window
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