Sweet Sundays

Sundays......everybody has her/his own memories and thoughts about Sundays. I have started a new Sunday life since we arrived in Italy. Sunday is Sunday is family day, is going out to somewhere day.....in the Middle East Sunday was Friday, or Saturday, in some places even Thursday. One thing I learned is that it doesn't matter where you are, there is a day in the week that has a different feel to it then the rest, the ordinary, the weekdays, the working days.

The Sundays we have spent so far around our new dwellings are an immersion in Italian habits, mixed with our own. 

As I am a born-on-the-coast girl, I love going to the beach, no matter what the season is....wait, maybe I love the beach the most when most people don't go, to be there, alone, or just with the odd few ........

So there we go, accompanied by our good friends Sandra, Bruno and Leonardo to Cervia, a ancient   fishing village, also known for their  Etruscan Salt Pans. 

It was a cold cold but beautiful day. Wandering the wintery beach,  I was surprised that even Mediterrenean beaches need to be protected 'lungomare'  by a dam of sand to prevent the beach pavilions to be washed away by storms......

Always amazed by the works of natural art being created by the symbiosis of wind, water and sand. Reading  stories in the shells dropped roughly on the beach in a stormy night,  robbed of their inner beings.

After getting cold and hungry the stomachs needed to be filled. Il Circolo dei Pescatori is the place to treat yourself to the freshest fish, no fuss, no foofoo, but crazily busy at lunch every weekend! The place is buzzing with people from near and far, spending little for amazingly tasty fish. We left happy and hunger stilled.  

Strolling along old Cervia's canal we are being invited in on the last day of the Sand Sculpture exhibition (Cervia has a renowned sand sculpture festival every year) in one of the renovated buildings remaining from the days when Cervia was buzzing producing the Sale Dolce di Cervia..........but that is another story. 

It was only a week after Christmas and the Preseppe (display of Joseph, Maria and baby Jesus) was still on display, beautifully lit on a barge in the canal. 

Buona Domenica!