Sailing Nowhere Slowly



The French colours bleu-blanc-rouge are bringing back summer memories from the Cote d’Azur. Once I possessed a silk dress from Leonard, Paris with just a bit too many maritime motifs. Tempi passati.

Only the matching scarf held on to my drawer and joined forces with the dock steps. They are making me sail slowly through the light blue air of these early summer days. 

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