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Some days there is only one way to be ...

The chirping of cicadas in 70 year old olive trees is the only sound to disturb the peace. Do cicadas chirp? I am too hot to care.

The kittens ate too much fish head yesterday. They are sleeping off their night before.

And Spike took refuge in the Trullo's pool where the surface temperature of the water was 32 degrees. I have no idea what the air temperature might be.

This is -- I must admit -- a do nothing day until nightfall. We went into the town for dinner. We sat in a courtyard beneath an archway built in 1538. And in the square, opposite the fountain, we came across a reminder that we are, indeed, in Italy.

Not that we need one.

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