Prune
Grape
olive
Pomegranate
lemon
Glittering beach
Cat in the morning sun
Treat figs from the pension owner
The early morning walk feels great.
No heat, no cold, no humidity
the clear sky.
The old man of the pensionnext to the hotel.
I don't understand anything when I exchange greetings.
In the basketthe Croatian
points to the fig
he is telling me to eat it.
If you pick one out of the basket and break it,
fresh with less sweetness but sourness
the taste and aroma spread throughout your mouth
"it was delicious"
September is the peak of fruit.
Lemon, pomegranate, lime, apple and oranges
the cherries
you see on the roadside
Gracefully amongyachts moored
in the harbor breakfast has begun.
A hungry bug tells you that you are hungry.
Island morning