90015 Cefalù, Province of Palermo, Italy
it's the little thingsWe could hear what sounded like a procession growing faintly from afar. Imagine my surprise when I turned the corner and the girls were marching directly toward me, their intensity magnified with each step.
The vibration of flutes echoed in the narrow street as they passed and then swiftly disappeared down a cobbled alleyway. It was a beautiful melody and a fleeting moment that I will remember forever.