ONE HOT SUMMER DAY…

It was one of those August days when the sun shines impossibly hot and the wind doesn’t blow at all. When you have all your sheep running away from you. When the grapes in your garden are getting too ripe and too heavy. When you wait for an evening to come and to chill down. In a good company to enjoy your food. And at the end of this day your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling!