Go Around
Trabucco From the rocks to the Sea. High on spilings, as on stilts. Flooded. Emerge, almost timid. Ancient. Wooden toys of Aleppo, wires, beams and
“Molise is a slice of Italy, full of charm, where its nature draws the suggestions of mauntains, slopes that descend to the sea, hills
Starting leaving behind the usual thoughts, baring the concerns and roles and freeing your senses – all! A sensitive break: the silence, the smell,
While beech leaves begin to color of yellow at the beginning of autumn in the woods of the park you can hear the “roaring” of
Ancient town, small, humble. Majestic walls and precious, a big Church. Capture curious eyes. Space in evenly spaced in time, unchanged, yet changed. Byzantine and
“A rejiecelle” in Termoli “…..Since the space available in this small promontory – Termoli – is small, the fishermen’s houses were built leaning against each
“In the name of Christ, Amen. In the year of the Lord 1239. Here lies the body of St. Timothy, a disciple of St.
Beyond the wall of capers in bloom. Big. Strong. Guardian. It stands alone in the wind from the sea. The dreaded sea, that wanted it,
Son of Henry IV and Costanza d’Altavilla. The “great Costanza”, mother of the great Federico II “Stupor Mundi”, wonder of the world, the beginning of
Archipelago in the sea. Conjunction with the myth. Diomede. Waiting for his companions. Bird with a yellow beak. Diomede and the Giants thrown into the
Trabucco From the rocks to the Sea. High on spilings, as on stilts. Flooded. Emerge, almost timid. Ancient. Wooden toys of Aleppo, wires, beams and
“Molise is a slice of Italy, full of charm, where its nature draws the suggestions of mauntains, slopes that descend to the sea, hills
Starting leaving behind the usual thoughts, baring the concerns and roles and freeing your senses – all! A sensitive break: the silence, the smell,
While beech leaves begin to color of yellow at the beginning of autumn in the woods of the park you can hear the “roaring” of
Ancient town, small, humble. Majestic walls and precious, a big Church. Capture curious eyes. Space in evenly spaced in time, unchanged, yet changed. Byzantine and
“A rejiecelle” in Termoli “…..Since the space available in this small promontory – Termoli – is small, the fishermen’s houses were built leaning against each
“In the name of Christ, Amen. In the year of the Lord 1239. Here lies the body of St. Timothy, a disciple of St.
Beyond the wall of capers in bloom. Big. Strong. Guardian. It stands alone in the wind from the sea. The dreaded sea, that wanted it,
Son of Henry IV and Costanza d’Altavilla. The “great Costanza”, mother of the great Federico II “Stupor Mundi”, wonder of the world, the beginning of
Archipelago in the sea. Conjunction with the myth. Diomede. Waiting for his companions. Bird with a yellow beak. Diomede and the Giants thrown into the
We should never be tired of admiring the Beauty that surrounds us, to understand the essence of living. The Foods, the objects, the places, the People, the atmospheres go through our lives, talk about us, our living and sharing, in search of Beauty and knowledge. To tell a story of passion and love.
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