Yesterday’s bora was so strong that today’s newspapers are full of pictures of its devastation in Istria and Dalmatia. Upturned roofs, toppled walls, uprooted trees… But the view from my terrace is stupendous. Cold, dry, and ferocious, the wind has swept away every trace of water in the air. Gone are the mists and clouds. Gone are the distances. Although the bora has subsided today, the few clouds that managed to form in the pale morning sky were shredded by noon. The thin stripes and wisps only suggest the clouds’ original shape. And the afternoon sun is melting them away at a clip. Standing on my terrace, I cannot suppress my feelings. I love bora!