“It was midsummer in that glaring white town, and the heat was explosive…”Mani. Partick Leigh Fermor
Quiet the mind and the soul will speak…
Pleasingly graceful and stylish.
Every summer has a story!
“We are, all of us, growing volcanos that approach the hour of their eruption, but how near or distant that is, nobody knows- not even God.” Friedrich Nietzsche