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lunedì 22 agosto 2016

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.

lunedì 4 luglio 2016

Lavender

As an explorer of soft caresses, light and sweet hugs and cuddles intense as the scent of lavender. A sparkling scent, of fields kissed by the sun and animated by colorful butterflies.
The clear skies and warmth on the skin.
Happiness is chasing among the lavender fields, like children, laughing until become short of breath.
I will return in the immensity of that field, where the warm wind blows in summer and the air fragrant smells of lavender. We'll make bunches, all the same. Maybe one or two wires, and will place them between the pages of a book. Forgotten, as the lost loves.
And when time will have yellowed those pages, one day we reopen them and then we seem to still breathe the nostalgia of a perfume that, sweet filled our breasts.
And we'll be back there, lying on the purple cloud of our memories.

mercoledì 11 novembre 2015

The good taste of choice

The existence is like this, about intersections. Most of our life is entrusted to the appropriate choice: it requires good taste and sound judgment as to where not enough neither the study nor the talent. There can be no perfection where there is no choice: it has the dual advantage, being able to choose, and to choose the best.
The real choice is never between doing something or not doing it. But between do it or keep it for courage or fear. When making a choice, you change the future, change the cards on the table. Many men of fruitful and subtle genius, keen judgment, scholars and well informed, when they arrive at the moment of choice, are lost.
  But when, one day, you'll find yourself in front of that junction, you already know that you will lose something. There is no choice that does not result in a loss. So this ability to choose well is one of the greatest gifts of heaven.

lunedì 26 ottobre 2015

Princess goes to the country

 
"It is not easy to walk alone in the countryside, without meditating on something." C. Dickens

We always run away from something. Even if escape is never the answer to our problems.
 Sometimes I am pervaded by the desire to escape from the city, from its noises, its hectic and stressful life, to hole up for a few hours in the hills or in the country, to listen in silence interrupted only the sounds of nature. That silence, broken by the roar in the background of a stream or by the chirping of birds, in which the brain is free to roam to the best shores.
That place where you breathe again, savoring every "step" of that complex biochemical process. Feeling the air entering the body, nourishing cells and tissues, to cross it completely. Stopping to hear those beats punctuated by heart that sometimes is felt "strongly" to remind us that, after all, is always there with us. Even when we forget it.
Nature always is the cure, with her calming effect. A peace for the senses and the soul.
 The simplicity of small things is the cure for all evil, seize them in all their beauty and know how to appreciate it helps us to measure everything biggest that can happen.