Tuesday, July 27, 2010 - Hot afternoon

It was a really hot afternoon. We, the four brave sailors, decided to search for fresher places. We fulfill the swimming pool, which has less more than 1mt diameter, in the grand-pa's house and dove (the feet, of course) into the water which came from the well. Cold! But my son didn't say no and neither did I. Only my husband and his father got out of the water. Weak!


After many jumps, screams, laughs, jets of water flying out the swimming pool, we went inside to eat cookies. What a nice afternoon. It seemed that it was not as hot as it was. We even could stand at the door looking to the reflex of the sun coming through the graves leaves, over the water. It seemed like small points of light over the ground and the water. So bright. So quiet.

But don't get me wrong. Inside the house, the chaos was the king. My son, always full of energy, was performing his show. But I remember now... there was no music or songs today. It was really quiet.