Casa  Olivi

Only from the heart, can you touch the sky.~ Rumi~

What an amazing journey to find myself amongst the trees, singing in the breeze, feeling the heat against my skin and the wind in my hair. A moment without worry and without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity has become my great companion and suddenly I am one with tradition, with the land, with my ancestors - connected at last with the great mystery of life, the pulse that pushes through our own veins daily, the moon and the stars that light our path at night and the sun that welcomes a new day. Simple but essential, this is where I find myself. Reality changes as simply as turning your head and all that seemed so all consuming has faded far off into the background, barely visible. There is no need to even remember what was so important. Amongst the ancient olive and chestnut trees everything comes into perfect perspective. Close your eyes, feel what is around you, feel the pulse of living things and feel their rhythm, a beat that matches my primal beat, I am home amongst this wilderness, I am at home surrounded by shades of green and ochre, I am at home bathed in the soft light of the tuscan sun. It is here I wish to remain until my dying breath, it is here where my body returns to the ground and gives life to the living beauty. A moment without worry and without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity has become my great companion and suddenly I am one with tradition, with the land, with my ancestors - connected at last with the great

What an amazing journey to find myself amongst the trees, singing in the breeze, feeling the heat against my skin and the wind in my hair. A moment without worry and without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity has become my great companion and suddenly I am one with tradition, with the land, with my ancestors - connected at last with the great mystery of life, the pulse that pushes through our own veins daily, the moon and the stars that light our path at night and the sun that welcomes a new day. Simple but essential, this is where I find myself. Reality changes as simply as turning your head and all that seemed so all consuming has faded far off into the background, barely visible. There is no need to even remember what was so important. Amongst the ancient olive and chestnut trees everything comes into perfect perspective. Close your eyes, feel what is around you, feel the pulse of living things and feel their rhythm, a beat that matches my primal beat, I am home amongst this wilderness, I am at home surrounded by shades of green and ochre, I am at home bathed in the soft light of the tuscan sun. It is here I wish to remain until my dying breath, it is here where my body returns to the ground and gives life to the living beauty.

Casa  Seccatoio

Dell’ultimo orizzonte

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“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”

Virginia Woolf

What an amazing journey to find myself amongst the trees, singing in the breeze, feeling the heat against my skin and the wind in my hair. A moment without worry and without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity

has become my great companion and suddenly I am one with tradition, with the land, with my ancestors - connected at last with the great mystery of life, the pulse that pushes through our own veins daily, the moon and the stars that light our path at night and the sun that welcomes a new day. Simple but essential, this is where I find myself. Reality changes as simply as turning your head and all that seemed so all consuming has faded far off into the background, barely visible. There is no need to even remember what was so important. Amongst the ancient olive and chestnut trees everything comes into perfect perspective. Close your eyes, feel what is around you, feel the pulse of living things and feel their rhythm, a beat that matches my primal beat, I am home amongst this wilderness, I am at home surrounded by shades of green and ochre, I am at home

bathed in the soft light of the tuscan sun. It is here I wish to remain until my dying breath, it is here where my body returns to the ground and gives life to the living beauty. What an amazing journey to find myself amongst the trees, singing in the breeze, feeling the heat against my skin and the wind in my hair. A moment without worry and

without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity has become my great companion and suddenly I am one with tradition, with the land, with my ancestors - connected at last with the great mystery of life, the pulse that

pushes through our own veins daily, the moon and the stars that light our path at night and the sun that welcomes a new day. Simple but essential, this is where I find myself. Reality changes as simply as turning your head and all that seemed so all consuming has faded far off into the background, barely visible. There is no need to even remember what was so important. Amongst the ancient olive and chestnut trees everything comes into perfect perspective. Close your eyes, feel what is around you, feel the pulse of living things and feel their rhythm, a beat that matches my primal beat, I am home amongst this wilderness, I am at home surrounded by shades of green and ochre, I am at home

bathed in the soft light of the tuscan sun. It is here I wish to remain until my dying breath, it is here where my body returns to the ground and gives life to the living beauty. What an amazing journey to find myself amongst the trees, singing in the breeze, feeling the heat against my skin and the wind in my hair. A moment without worry and

without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity has become my great companion and suddenly I am one with tradition, with the land, with my ancestors - connected at last with the great mystery of life, the pulse that

pushes through our own veins daily, the moon and the stars that light our path at night and the sun that welcomes a new day. Simple but essential, this is where I find myself. Reality changes as simply as turning your head and all that seemed so all consuming has faded far off into the background, barely visible. There is no need to even remember what was so important. Amongst the ancient olive and chestnut trees everything comes into perfect perspective. Close your eyes, feel what is around you, feel the pulse of living things and feel their rhythm, a beat that matches my primal beat, I am home amongst this wilderness, I am at home surrounded by shades of green and ochre, I am at home

bathed in the soft light of the tuscan sun. It is here I wish to remain until my dying breath, it is here where my body returns to the ground and gives life to the living beauty. What an amazing journey to find myself amongst the trees, singing in the breeze, feeling the heat against my skin and the wind in my hair. A moment without worry and

without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity has become my great companion and suddenly I am one with tradition, with the land, with my ancestors - connected at last with the great mystery of life, the pulse that

pushes through our own veins daily, the moon and the stars that light our path at night and the sun that welcomes a new day. Simple but essential, this is where I find myself. Reality changes as simply as turning your head and all that seemed so all consuming has faded far off into the background, barely visible. There is no need to even remember what was so important. Amongst the ancient olive and chestnut trees everything comes into perfect perspective. Close your eyes, feel what is around you, feel the pulse of living things and feel their rhythm, a beat that matches my primal beat, I am home amongst this wilderness, I am at home surrounded by shades of green and ochre, I am at home

bathed in the soft light of the tuscan sun. It is here I wish to remain until my dying breath, it is here where my body returns to the ground and gives life to the living beauty. What an amazing journey to find myself amongst the trees, singing in the breeze, feeling the heat against my skin and the wind in my hair. A moment without worry and

without care. I am caressed by the softness of the light, the colors that wash over me and the air that whispers, ‘this is all there is, you need nothing more than this’. Simplicity

In one breath you are sent spinning into the center, where all living matter thrives. Catapulted

into ecstasy like every leaf and petal.

family, love, friends, children, good food, sharing, kindness, beauty, laughter, music, joy, nature, togetherness, plants, trees, animals, bird singing, sunshine, water, growth, harmony, peace, flowers, cooking, seeing, believing, creating, learning, being, helping, healing, nurturing,

togetherness, plants, trees, animals, bird singing, sunshine, water, growth, harmony, peace, flowers, cooking, seeing, believing, creating, learning, being, helping, healing, nurturing, family, love, laughter, joy

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