The early morning ferry took us across to Monte Isola. If I say it was like a mill pond this gives you an idea of how beautiful the ferry ride was. Cameras captured the reflections, orange and blue houses, pretty boats seductively bobbing when the ferry arrives at sensole.
Walking past pomegrante trees, kiwi and grapes hanging high above, all laiden heavy with ripe fruits.
Olive trees give welcome shade, tiny lizards scuttle for cover. The views give delight to artists ready with brushes and a palette full of pastel shades.
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