Around in Circles

When I woke up this morning, I must of been waking up with circles. For another day in Sicily without a vehicle or scooter, I am finding my self within the confines of a circle. Each lull day encircles me. Within the perimeters that tops a hill, which loops me through the village, then around the other side where the sea bay crowns a way back to our villa. It’s no wonder I’m seeing circles.

( A real orb under my feet, naturally captured with my camera this morning.)