we need rest

We need to rest, this part-shaven dog and I. The concert starts at 9, we must be there by about 8 to have a chance of a good seat, and we are just home from a wonderful pranzo which means only a gelato while waiting for the concert for tea tonight.

It will be another very late night.

Last night I asked how many gelati are consumed each night in the summer here. A friend estimated that the tiny little shop would serve 300-400 gelati on a summer evening... the folk from down below come up for our cooler air and sit out to enjoy the view, the people-watching, the chatter. Tables spill out onto the road, the road is filled with walkers, and the occasional car moves slowly through. Pedestrians claim the village. As I left at 11pm others were just arriving!

I love it.

Life is about people, not things.
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