afternoon. car, slowly, with the hot air and the windscreen wipers on, to "sniff" the sea, between the pools formed by rain the night.
And yet water that falls from the sky and wet fields, prepare for the upcoming Spring. The new Scirocco inflated waves.
The gulls flying low. 
The crosses clinking of the boats, and I also lull. I have a full stomach, having eaten (as always great!) In-Law by Gentile.
A look islet topped by a beautiful violet sky, and the little hazy from the cold dampness, where Ice Man went to check the tops of barchettta. 
We have a comfortable couch, a cup of steaming tea and thoughts that run today's lazy and quiet.
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