Having just met over coffee a couple of friends of a fellow who has a house on my street, whom I met only a week ago, yesterday evening I invited them all to my sundown party. The party itself came to me just like that. The view from my terrace is spectacular at sundown, but the notion popped in my mind unrehearsed. Then I invited everyone else I met on my way about town. Two guitars materialized at some point, and there was much playing and singing. Beside Croatian, we spoke Italian, German, and English. By all counts, including the amount of wine drunk, the first sundown party was a great success. A new tradition has been born. Out of the blue.