I woke early to find the rain had cleared, the sun was shining, and the church bells were ringing in all the local villages:
I had a freezing cold swim and went for a brisk walk up to a field where there are boxes of brightly coloured beehives overlooking the mountains:
| Charles | Saumarez | Smith | 
Gropius did say ‘we must turn to the crafts’ and probably didn’t have a Faberge cake and Adhocist beehives in mind, but they both look perfect to me.
Buona Pasqua! Martina et al