This Jonathan picture is posted today to remind me of the last day of pure, bright sunshine, when I tool a seat on Cannobio's lungolago, next to the ferry port and read my book in the sun.
Ferry lookout, Cannobio.
The mountains & the lake, people & places, children & chickens, frescoes & felines, barbera & books.
Hope he doesn't plan to be up there 37 years - that'd be enough bird poop to silt up the lake!
We have a Heron standing quite still on a roof nearby fending off a couple of Crows who think he's on their territory. He got fed up with the attacks and gave one of them a good pecking with his long sharp beak. They never came back.
What a lovely ferry lookout. I can feel the serenity and would long to st in peace and write there. Beautiful.
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Hope he doesn't plan to be up there 37 years - that'd be enough bird poop to silt up the lake!
We have a Heron standing quite still on a roof nearby fending off a couple of Crows who think he's on their territory. He got fed up with the attacks and gave one of them a good pecking with his long sharp beak. They never came back.
What a lovely ferry lookout. I can feel the serenity and would long to st in peace and write there. Beautiful.
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