fresh basil...

and tomatoes, tiny balls of mozarella, bread baked in a wood-fired oven... all washed down with (wait for it) mineral water... yes, summer arrived today.

Summer has been slow in coming, promising then running away again. We have had more rain this summer (to date) than for this period over the last 18 years.

This morning it was too hot to walk to the market. Water is far more important than wine now. Zacchi and I must walk even earlier...