At my late grandmothers' old house by the sea. The dried cod - stoccafissio in italian - hangs under a little rusty roof, a part of the fishermans' cabin.
The cabin is bright yellow, and the right side always, always provides a shelter from the wind.
Picking flowers is a favourite activity in the (kind of) summer.
Even the clothes rack is rusty now, not being used anymore. It feels not so long ago that the clothes were drying in the wind.
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