Early August! Already a week gone, and I’m feeling so much more settled now. I’m even back into a routine of writing and work. Too much work, though, with all the moving paperwork I’ve been putting off: secondary address changes for less important communications are still a big pile of papers—but on my desk beside me!
Today is my #writephoto flash fiction. Sue Vincent runs this one each week, and I plan to do a few each month, if it doesn’t overload the old brain box. This one, fantasy, pretty much streamed into my head. Then I stopped trying to think of something else, and just wrote it down. It’s just under 200 words.
Early August in Italy
She gazes at the lake, taking in the surrounding hills, the island as it emerges from the water, and absorbing light and shadows of the morning light.
What to do today?
A stroll down the hill to that little cafe, to sit outside with an espresso and biscotti. But that isn’t be enough, if she is to spend the whole day exploring. She decides on capuccino and cornetto instead.
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