Today I took two steps behind the new house, because I had never visited the area.
There is a small white that seems designed for a book of fairy tales, and then, accompanied by a wonderful surprise, I was full of novelty, while the eyes quench their thirst with generous helpings, which they really need.
For obvious reasons I can only show here miserably photographic images, for the other, the more true, it will take words that do not yet have the courage to go out, almost girls were just born that can not discern the clear outlines good and see only light and color, but confident smile at the sweet sound of a warm voice and music.
In this long walk, and breathe the silences between neighbors, stories and laughing eyes, I took some mediocre pictures, I'd certainly want to focus on a stupid camera. But now that I look at them, regardless of quality, we find a kind of short story.
Apparently I should be a visionary, in fact almost always try and find meaning in things that match. I find that there is the obvious, why do things, without affections, have only one meaning and not a way, that's why they often say anaffective not to find meaning in life.
The arch in my house serves only to hold up the roof, but I can serve to represent a strong back that resists the weight of unexpected violence. Or an ordinary tree trunk can become a friend in support of a fiery embrace of love.
Walking, breathing, speaking and listening, so I took the photos then I have appeared in their order, and in that I have found a way, that certainly will not find anyone who was not with me to wander through fields and hills, but who cares, the blog is mine and you do not always have to explain everything, right?
I'm sorry that this overview Pratomagno not make the impact he had in fact wonderful, and I say this for a friend that I know that I am very sweet and loves to read a long time that magical place. I dedicate the photo.
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