Wines, limpid and deep. Because the sea plays its own part.

Temperatures just right for the first swim of the season. Maybe even with a nice cold bottle waiting for you, while you dry off and the salty sea water ends up in your nose.
The clarity of the water is given by the sea bed, by the currents that lift up the more or less fine sand, sometimes really white in parts of the Boot, in others as black as lava, pink in Elba or Sardinia, or even formed of stones or Posidonian prairies.
Wines are just like this too, full of perfumes, taste and flavour, but only for swimming on the surface or a few meters from the line of shadow. There are many beautiful and exciting, original, wines, and a good producer cares, has to care for, their great pleasance and drinkability, without clouding them with oenological pretences, that would make them allegoric and almost ridiculous.
Then the sea in certain places allows you to dive deep, where you feel as though you are sculpting the water, similar to those wines that go on forever and the more you dive down the more you become inebriated with special sensations . Of course you have to be a good swimmer, but seas like this are rare. I could almost drown....

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