a few places that belong together
One country, or one season: the plans for each episode there, in one set with one license key. Every new episode in it is yours for a year.
a gondola at the quiet hour and a balcony over the rooftops. Two evenings, and the plan for each.
the deer at the pond in blossom week, the hydrangea steps above the bay. Two seasons, two hours, both planned.
the sea wall in the rain and the marble at first light. The two mornings we keep going back to.
a bridge in the fog and a sky with every star in it. Big, quiet, and ours for a weekend each.
the places we go when the year turns warm: cherry trees, hydrangeas, balloons at dawn, a terrace that just reopened.
September to November, the months the water calms and the rooftops empty. Six evenings, each with its hour.