I am always astonishing myself. It is the only thing that makes life worth living.
I grew up in Italy, in a small village, in a small farm, lost in the middle of nowhere.
This ‘nowhere’ was actually a paradise of nature, trees, orchards, and a river bank behind my house. My house was a bit isolated from the others so I remember little solitary and happy Rosanna exploring the wonders of nature I had around me.
It was heaven for my little hungry eyes: every single flower, different butterfly, new leaf shape, or the fluorescent green of a beetle was a gift and a surprise!
This pleasure I kept with me and every hidden corner of my garden cherishes the joy of the little child in me.
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