The mistral and the lavender: in Riola Sardo the magic of Elvio.

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In the late afternoon on the wall of each Riola Sardo house rests a laurel branch. The dark green leaves lay on the opaque pastels where the sun is missing, or are stirred in shadows in the breeze when the light arrives slanting and intense. Three days before the committee of the feast of S. Anna cut the branches from the luxuriant hedges of Milis, paying the farmers in baskets of fish.