BUON FERRAGOSTO

Here we are at Ferragosto again. I’m not in Italy and the world seems strange to me. I long for that wonderful Sicilian summer where nothing mattered but the people on the beautiful island of Filicudi. A very simple summer in terms of necessities and quite contrary to a four star hotel. At the same time; magical in ways that one would have to experience. Here’s hoping that my dear friends in Bella Italia are celebrating for me too.