I have heard that every season has its own because and, I want to believe it too!
Autumn as the Winter, lead us to reflect more, within ourselves!
The trees strip off their green dress (just someone can resist) but, before doing this, magnificent colors are expressed!
This is an important step: Finally, from the warm season (and sometimes too hot), you get to a breath of freshness!
Probably any season, if lasted forever, would be boring; you would end up getting used to it without any more appreciation.
Just in this autumn 2016, I thought and decided to give life to this new book – blog where I can tell some thoughts, some emotions, sharing.
A few autumns ago I decided to go for a walk, along the path of a park, near where I live. I was probably on a central and working day of the week: What better time to enjoy contact between me and nature?
I was impressed by the memory of a long tree-lined avenue (the main one of the park) that continued towards meadows accompanied by the blue sky and mountains in the distance. An unstoppable rain of leaves falling down from above surprised me: It looked like that path was waiting for me, and now, it was celebrating!
A thousand colors fluttered like butterflies and the road I was walking was all for me!
There was a magical air and it was morning. I woke up early and I was homesick about the park that had kept me company during the hot season. In the early afternoon (just before lunch) I would start my work shift at a bar not far from home.
Before I faced the movement and something that sometimes was a little tight, I decided to explore the inside of myself looking for harmony in a quiet and wild place. That nature made me feel part of a much larger universe than the little reality I lived and saw.
Now I was ready, I would bring this journey and this picture with me, for the rest of the day.
Autumn, like Winter, can be magical and extraordinary; It all depends on where you decide to see it.
