At the beginning of summer, Croatia with all of her small  green islands, ‘dresses’ herself in new clothes, floral and perfumed, like you see in a garden. Lots of ‘wild’ flowers, as beautiful as they are poor, grown from nothing with nothing – this is summer in Croatia!

One day I went to the sea.. it was a winters day, cold and the sky was white. I remember that the sea was warm and the sand golden with lots of umbrellas, the hotels full of people and lights… I will always remember that winter sea…>

When you arrive you are aware of only confusion, voices and smells…. goods  coming and going, people shouting and ordering…rough bars and smells. If instead you look at the next design, you see a different port...>

In the distance a castle in the middle of the sea, a stormy sea that is the theatre of a furious battle…sailboats in the storm, galleons and tall ships that defend their walls and their treasures from the force of the sea and the fury of the wind…>

I was confused and agitated one hot summer’s evening, sitting in a small wood at the head of a gulf, with the boats at anchor and the light of the lamps. From a long way, however, I was aware of a strong white light like a sunset – it was like...>