The weather is back to normal, as it were. The bora has pushed the clouds to the sea, and the sun is back in its glory. It is getting pretty warm, as well. The view from my terrace is simply stunning. Standing by the low stone parapet a short while ago, I kept shaking my head in awe. Which made me wonder about ever leaving my house. I would gladly leave Motovun, Istria, and Croatia never to return, but could I ever leave this miraculous house? That is, would I ever be able to find another one that would be as enchanting? I truly wonder. Actually, I am rather doubtful about it. To make me leave, they would have to build a nuclear power station in front of my face. Nothing else would do the trick. Hey, here is a bright idea for my old friend, the mayor of Motovun!