The beauty and wonders of nature, of the mountains, in autumn.
I want to fill my eyes with luscious greens slowly turning into warmer tones and shades, yellows, oranges, reds, browns. (altro…)
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Lightly swaying along the rhythm of the waves. The water, crystal clear, with its infinite shades of light blue, green, turquoise, melting with the colour of the sky far at the horizon. If you listen carefully, here’s the chirping of cicadas, leitmotiv of Mediterranean summer afternoons.
This is my postcard from summer, a snapshot warming the first cool autumn days, and that brings me back to the marvelous isles of Porquerolles and Port Cros, on the French Riviera. (altro…)
The rose is without ‘why’; it blooms simply because it blooms.
It pays no attention to itself, nor does it ask whether anyone sees it.*Angelus Silesius