A few days ago, browsing my Instagram profile, I noticed the shots of a photographer. He wrote in his profile, photographer, as a profession. Generally speaking, I’m a curious girl, and as I always do in these cases, I decided to message him privately. And among the various exchanged messages, one impressed me: …

Today I do not have a story to tell. Yet living in Romagna every day offers me many suggestions. Just stroll through the streets of my city, stop in a bar to listen to the people who enjoy the morning coffee, sitting at the table while greetings and exchange the first words of the day, strictly in a mix between …

I’m browsing my mail and going back a few days to see if I get something interesting. I find the press release of a colleague who talks about the kite festival. I do not remember having ever had one. Actually because no one had ever taught me to do it or even explained to me why it is nice to do it. Yet for …

Music has always saved me. It was always there. In my car with a cd, or listening to a radio or a concert. It was there in difficult times and even in beautiful moments. It was like a warm blanket under which I could take shelter and free my thoughts. I always thought the music was a beauty. The one that envelops …

If I look out of my window, I see trees, green fields and hills. Sometimes even some deer eating their breakfast and then toddling away fast. Everyday. I turn on my coffee machine and I enjoy the show. A bored you may say. Sometimes it may be. Time seems to stand still. The view of those of you who live in these …