Today I have long contemplated the sky, today there has been one of the most beautiful summer days I can remember.
The air was perfect, the heat that gently caresses you, the immense sky and the sun high and hot, these are for me the most beautiful days, the ones that remind me of the novels of Steimbeck, where always the main focus is the description of the place.
So are the old western films, those in which there is, there is the love of the land, family, honor, killing, hatred and love for a woman and all these things, all these feelings mix in the valleys of the myth of the American frontier.
I travel with my mind so much, every time I read the trip and will also be why I really like American writers, because they have a way of describing the places that nobody else has.
Reading is the first inner journey which, we should all be educated from an early age.
So my friends, I just have to wait until it makes the evening, to admire the beauty of the moon (almost full tonight !!!!) Ricordi and the tales of Scheherazade in the Thousand and One Nights ... Good
moon to you.
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