A man today turned 93.
A great man who teached me a lot, one of my few heroes, a simple and tre man.
93 years is a big goal, actually is nearly double of my dad's short life.
Today I went up on the slopes, I stopped a minute ( as always) in a very special place fo this man, and I saw a couple of hardcore tourist praying in front of that pile of stones. Well, this simple thing is was the best way to celebrate him.
giovedì 20 febbraio 2014
sabato 15 febbraio 2014
martedì 4 febbraio 2014
A cold night outside
Winter time, white landscape. Of course, nothing so special. But sometimes, the place you see every morning , every day and every night has a very special light. Tonight is one of that nights. Went out and my nose was called by the sky. I stopped and I started to watch the stars between the frozen trees frames.
mercoledì 22 gennaio 2014
Sometimes I am travelling, maybe more than sometimes, around the world. i love to do it, I love to discover new lands, new landscapes , new cities and new people. But , if I look around me, in my native little village, I feel so lucky.
And when a beautiful place wake up under a white layer it really looks like fairy tail.
domenica 12 gennaio 2014
lunedì 23 dicembre 2013
mercoledì 18 dicembre 2013
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