There are times when you think "as I like to live in the city!" I think it happened a bit 'to everyone sooner or later. But it short, all the services the city offers, wide choice of local supermarkets, all kinds of shop, the possibility of having bus stops close to home, the possibility of having many services within easy walking or cycling, without the need to move your car with a consequent need to find parking. Obviously, all these "conveniences" have a downside, which we could identify with traffic, noise, stress, pollution, tight spaces and so on. The question now arises: the benefits are worth the drawbacks? In a nutshell, city or country? Everyone has within himself the answer to these questions, dictated by reason or dictated by the heart, or simply dictated by their character and their own character. Personally, I can only express my point of view, and I would start from this snapshot.
This photo is taken at 1km from my house, from which unfortunately I do not enjoy this beautiful landscape. When I go to fill the tanks of fuel for the equipment in the garden (but also for simple pleasure, now that I go that way) I usually go down this road to enjoy the panorama of snow-covered Rose. When I go to some of these roads linking countries are often surprised by the beauty of the landscapes in their simplicity, it is nice to see the cows lay down in the shade of a tree a few yards from the road while their impassive chew grass this morning ... then near cows were also two kids, probably escaped from the enclosure, which grazed the grass higher than the edge of the asphalt; when they heard me approach with off-road vehicles have made a yard away and then return to eat without the slightest problem. The summer evening out on the front door just to hear a concert of crickets, birds, cicadas and other creatures accompanied by the flight of some fireflies seem to be moving on the grass as the tip of the baton of a conductor. In winter sometimes happen to find in the hay that has accumulated on the porch for the dog kennel rich people have fled there for protection from the cold. Often the outputs off-road night / evening happen to see some wild animals such as pheasants, small and curious little creatures, some foxes that furtive look what are those lights that illuminate it, squirrels running from tree to tree, occasionally wild boar or deer. These meetings are so sudden and so fleeting source of great emotion for me. In all honesty, sometimes these meetings turn out to be unpleasant, as when on paved roads behind a curve is the result of wild boar with mom cinghialotti, or when a deer crosses the road running and sliding on the asphalt. But in the end we are the intruders, that road until a few years ago and that was all there was a meadow in which to run carefree, a few kilometers of asphalt ribbon is nothing compared to the square miles of surrounding countryside. The intruders, and disrespectful, we bear witness ... the many victims of the wheels that are rolled on the roads every day, cats, hedgehogs and once even an owl. The man is inherently part of nature and, in my opinion, it finds its true meaning and its essence.
