Seen here, in reverse, with “shall remain nameless” dallying behind
(probably gazing into one of the by-ways as far as they can be seen)
Until we reach the first of our many unanticipated stops, a hidden grove
Just the perfect spot for our cappuccino and a view of the distant hills.
Great sequence.
Glad you liked. (If only I could manage to recount the one about “Roberto.” May try later.)