San Vincenzo con Camelia Roma

August and the holidays in the beautiful Tuscany. Peace for the soul and wonder to behold.

The landscapes, the blue sea and its scented "water", the medieval villages rich in history and tradition, castles and rural churches, and again, the estates in the countryside, the cypress trees and the endless golden expanses. This is Tuscany, for me. Enchantment and wonder.

A walk to the port of San Vincenzo, one of the most popular seaside resorts of Tuscany, just before a drink in one of the many cafes overlooking the sea. One of those that I like so much, with white fluttering curtains, shells and corals as ornaments and blue cushions to sink into bliss. One of those in which breathe that air of sea.

The finest hour of the day, when the sun has already dried the earth and the salt was impregnated on hair and skin. That same skin become golden and emphasized by a whiteness shirt. A '50s Lady, on vacation, with a wide-brimmed straw hat, to shelter from the still warm sun, high-waisted shorts and a bucket bag made of genuine leather. Black with red interior fabric. Elegant and refined, like the woman who wears it.

La tela dell'anima

Feelings and emotions are an integral part of human intelligence.

We are like impressionist painters intent to transfer emotions on a canvas, the canvas of our souls. We paint smells, fears, feelings, people...memories.

We are the artists of our lives.

In the framework can be described all the sensations that a writer can tell through words.

A canvas that contains colors launches emotions, unleashing a storm in the soul of the observer of feelings and memories. Why we are so, souls in the swing on a land of memories.