Well, I walk down to meet the fish guy early in the morning. He drives around to the smaller paese to sell fresh fish.
He often says hello to me through his van loud-speaker which always makes me laugh!
Then I walk down to the beach and as I do, enjoy the views.
I swim for a few hours. I actually think of nothing when I swim!
I meet up with friends. The older folk always like to tell stories of their interesting past. I am glad to listen and laugh with them.
I come back home and on the way I knock at Signora Rosa's house and ask if she has anything from her garden she wants to sell. I use that fresh produce for lunch.
She sometimes gives me a recipe suggestion- like today: grated Tropea onion with grated zucchini in a pan with some oil. Let it cook and reduce. Add zucchini flowers and cook till creamy texture. Add cooked pasta and mix well. Add a handful of grated cheese.
After lunch, I sew or sketch or record stories I heard at the beach. My balcony has an amazing view of the sea and a breeze which is much appreciated on hot afternoons. I sometimes go back to the beach.
In the early evening some locals gather near the only store in town. We sit outside and chat...think Dolce Gabbana ads... and I sometimes knit. We wave to friends in the passing cars. There is lots of laughter.
It's summer and I have no clock to run my day. It's un-thinking time. It's just ...being.