A bracing and sunny morning.
The last clouds are like small, shy, white sheep, which run away in a blue prairie.

The public transport boats go from island to island, stopping also at various piers on the mainland.
It takes only 5 minutes from stop to stop, exactly like a city bus...

I think the little town we can see in front of us is Baveno, a little on the right, not visible in this picture, there must be our first destination, Isola Madre (Mother Island or the Mother of all Islands...at least of all the islands of this microscopic archipelago...), we’ll be there in a handful of minutes anyway...