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| Early morning from the terrace |
So here I am back in Peralta, waking up to the mist lifting out of the valleys and a chorale of birdsong. I'm hoping for enough peace and quiet to get some creative work done, free from the stress of deadlines. Definitely suffering from exhaustion of the spirit - if not of the body. My mind feels completely wrung dry.
It is very beautiful here in spring - the wisteria is out and the white spirea, though the trees are still hung with winter-ripened oranges. Time for a glass of wine on the terrace (medicinal!) and some sun-worship. I am incredibly lucky to be here!
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| Wisteria on the tower |
Peralta always looks so beautiful. I am envious as always, especially as it is grey and wet here at the moment.
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Thanks Al! One of these days you will make it over here.
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