wool hanks and flapjacks

in the streets of Bologna

staying at home

some more days at the seaside

cooking colours

welcome back home

When you're finally home there are just some specific things you have to do. Especially at the end of the summer. Relaxing, staying seated on the terrace doing stupid things, like cracking hazelnuts and make a cream from it... and make ice cream from it. Listening to a perfect album, just left behind, that has been waiting again for you, once you came back.

And after that I discovered that peaches ice cream was made before my arrival, and this was great. And a couple of days after it's time for my first interview of this year and I have to pack all my papers up, into a brown box. And go.