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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Small Speech On Anniversary In Company

I happened to pass through a field where I had passed dozens of times and find myself in front of a lake large enough to use 15 minutes to turn around. You would think, "What's wrong?"

The strange thing is that the first time that lake was not there. Thanks to the abundant winter rains and melting snow in spring has formed this lake, offering an unusual and perhaps unique.

The photo was taken April 26, 2009 in the Plain of Marcesina in the Plateau of Asiago (VI). Than You see, the following Sunday had been little more than a puddle. What's

2009 was one of the winters with more snow in recent decades and has caused extensive damage to pine forests of the Plateau.

Marcesina The plain is a large expanse of meadows surrounded by pine forests and rich pastures for summer pasture. The environment is largely unspoiled and offers spectacular scenery especially for those who love landscape photography.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Condoms In Gas Stations

The forest The lake that there 'This is my mountain

the work week is too long, too short weekend. Trapped in the daily routine constantly feel the call of the mountain.

The noise of cars is not a flowing stream or a branch shaken by the wind, the smell of the city is not the scent of a flower and the chaos of the mall is not the silence of the summit.

Sit down and listen to the silence, observing the passing of the clouds, losing track of time to reflect and find himself.

Mine is not the mountain of VIP, the lifts, walk with the Jeep. Mine is a difficult mountain to reach, yet unspoiled, visited by few where you you may not see a soul, where man has not taken over. 's why I'm for a bit of time, run away, I go to the mountains in search of a little 'lonely. Accompanied by my faithful friend, my camera, because nature offers spectacular moments to immortalize. does not matter if the place is the same. Every time it looks different or the changing of the seasons or the weather or the passage of a wild animal. And then there's the forest alive but immobile, with its colors and sounds. Each tree has a story to tell. As we climb, the forest thins out and meet solitary trees. Monuments of nature reaching for the sky like hands asking for help.

This is my mountain, this is my life we \u200b\u200btoo often give up to make way for so many useless things. When I'm up there I wonder if all this in a sense. A few days ago I quoted a sentence from a book by Mauro Corona which I believe contains many truths, "Affan to elbowing to be first, to have more, to seek wealth, resulting in life is wasted by fools" .

That evening I wrote enough. It's late and I go to bed. Tomorrow I have a lot of things to do ... and maybe I'll find time to do what I like.

Stds That Make You Wet The Bed

were have gone up the mountain near his home with a friend looking for a bit 'of peace and some glimpses of being photographed. the mountain was shrouded in fog and we got up to go beyond the clouds. While waiting for the sunset I thought I would not limit myself to take pictures but to create a single sequence. The photographs were taken within 70 seconds and are as they were acquired without any editing. Note the rapid change of color of the sky from orange to gray.

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