Sunday morning, clear day and very, very sunny, gentle breeze, the ideal temperature for a swim at sea. Hearty breakfast and relaxed, no rush watch my buttered toast in the freshly baked or slow down my desire to prolong the conversation with my love. NO, we take it all in stride, as they should and we like to do every weekend. So, as mandated by the ritual, we put on a bathing suit, a backpack with a bottle of water and some dried fruit and this time without Musa, my wonderful dog, who stays drooling without understanding how we get it not as usual do, with the first rays of sun. So instead of us out to walk, go down the ramp of the garage, we put the beach chairs in the car, looked askance at the package Cover the bike with your atrapapolvo and without saying words that we together will soon be the next exit, to the northern beaches, our Harley, pulling motor and freedom. With faces full of wind. Breakfast baptizing the road and in every cove and crystal blue waters north.
This morning we chose to be with Neptune, the god of our coast, where an abundance of crabs, rocks, dogs with owners complacent, and the seafaring people of all peoples of the East.
choose to be, to live our Sunday as well. Of course then comes the cool shower, lunch made between two and as good as the above the sofa that nestles us and gives us intense moments placid.
? To when and where is that person, I seek and I find, who likes to enjoy a love lived every weekend like this?
candidates are accepted.
This morning we chose to be with Neptune, the god of our coast, where an abundance of crabs, rocks, dogs with owners complacent, and the seafaring people of all peoples of the East.
choose to be, to live our Sunday as well. Of course then comes the cool shower, lunch made between two and as good as the above the sofa that nestles us and gives us intense moments placid.
? To when and where is that person, I seek and I find, who likes to enjoy a love lived every weekend like this?
candidates are accepted.
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