Morning has broken

Morning has broken, but only just. As our guests were leaving this morning we were down at the bus stop, or rather boat stop, at the crack of dawn. They were taking the 8:30 hydrofoil to Como and then heading over to the airport.

After we saw them off we adjourned to the local bar instead to have a coffee. Not often we are out and about in the village at this time of day, people will start to get the wrong idea and think we might make a habit of this.

Unlikely they will remember though as we are heading off ourselves tomorrow, though by car and not by hydrofoil.

The church spire in the distance is in the village of Tremezzo.

The cloud has returned, though it is not supposed to start raining until the evening.