The forest woke up in a bridal dress
Il sottobosco profuma d'aglio selvatico
In un drappeggio di satin scompigliato a regola d'arte
Felicità.
Prìncipi
Da bambina li chiamavo Prìncipi. As a child, I called them Prìncipi - princes. Now I savor them in my recipes and flower bouquets. And I still call my wild garlic, Prince.
There’s plenty to make us happy. We carve trails through
the water and the highest mountains, while the forest
allows us closer to its veins. We trust those paths,
unfolded by strangers. We sit in awe. We wander with excitement. Quiet and awoke. We fall asleep
overwhelmed by the rush of silence.
Particelle lente, Ludovica Mazzucato
Satin scompigliato a regola d’arte
Oggi la mia arte sa di lunghe passeggiate e merende tra le fragranze degli alberi
Music
The teapot, the wine cork, Beethoven’s 6 Bagatelles, Mozart’s Così fan tutte, and Etta James.