The art of camouflage


... and it gets dark again, after a day spent in the woods, among the snow and mud, among the trees, in contact with Nature, with grandiose landscapes, with the energies of the world, the evening arrives and we get better the car is moving, to sink again, in apnea, to immerse oneself among those colored lights that shine down there, the false stars of the world of illusions, tremulous like their certainties, mostly to act. trying to remain unscathed, juggling the art of camouflage...

Night view of the Taro Valley and the Po Valley, from the saddle formed by the offshoots that descend from the Prinzera, Cassio and Croce mountains, on a day of spectacular clarity.