The Great Wave - Olive Notebook, lined

“My grandmother Flaminia lived on the island of Mazzorbo, in the Venice lagoon, where the flowering salt marshes mirrored themselves in the water, glowing purple, the masters of summer. Water taxis, speeding at full throttle, created massive waves that swallowed the embankments, the scenery, and our imagination. 

Here they are, the three figures, accompanied by seagulls as they weave between the mooring posts; they have no masters, and they know it.”

Col

Purple is the most beautiful color, like my memory of you