Sitting in the gardens in Milano ... finding space in the day to sit. Listen. Birds. Green life. Autumn leaves. Colour. A feather finds its slow way to my feet. Slow time. Italian time. Garden time. Still.
The train ride from Milano to Geneve is all beautiful storms and light; wet sunshine brilliance past lago de Stresa that reminds us of the lake at Como with its enormous mountains.
Great train ... Monkey has plugged in his laptop itno his seat and we are busily updating blogs, listening to music, looking at the amazing Bella vista Italiano! Ruminate. How glorious is Italy? What a fabulous Italian holiday.
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