In the middle of an intense five-day writing workshop. We write and write and write and talk and laugh, eat and drink good wine. We’ve seen the Blue Men three times (twice practicing, once for the show — whcih was beyond words anyway — over 20,000 people in the piazza). Went to Gandria on a ferry. Here are photos from a couple of days ago. Maybe it was yesterday. The days are going so fast and blurring together.