The natural environments of the river
In these first rainy days of early September, summer, with its vivid colors, its intense lights and the scorching sun, already seem like a distant memory, yet it was just yesterday. Not even the time to sort out the shots taken in August, and we are already catapulted into autumn, time runs as they say, and the landscape runs with it....
"... it is evident that there is nothing to know, but only experiences to be had, fruits to be savored, bodies to be enjoyed, spirits to be perceived, lives to be loved. It is the dizzying understanding that life is an infinite process of self-generation. No Creator, but only the simple and interminable pulsation of a breath whose metamorphic...
Walking along the paths of "my" river in these beautiful late winter days, I met a person I hadn't seen for a long time, he too had a camera hanging from his neck: "well, as long as there's this around his neck it's a good sign", I exclaimed pointing at the camera, and meaning by this the passion for photography...
A little further downstream from the town of Roccamurata, a large black rock, an offshoot of the imposing Groppo di Gorro above, stands in the way of the waters of the Taro, which thus find themselves facing a very tenacious intruder. The waters, not at all intimidated, have smoothed and sculpted these rocks, until they are smooth as glass,...
In truth I don't meet people, but landscapes.
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