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Symphony Spring

Because of the rain the design of a day in the mountains is blurred and so too a afternoon of climbing. The window of good weather which opens this afternoon, however, convinces me of holidays and the tireless uncle Dario a walk in the valleys of Natisone. The route is suggested by him is a road closed to traffic from a town I can not remember the name. We start late and only around at 17 we are traveling. Darius is fascinated by the little river that runs under the road and so decided to try fishing. Just in the deep pool below the waterfall seems nascodersi a prize, the fisherman then choose the appropriate bait, fill out a license, but luck smiles at the little fish because Darius has forgotten the barrel at home! Laughing to go back to our taste. The landscape is interesting, the road runs along the river fed by many streams that descend from the forest. Here and there traces of old abandoned buildings and ruins, including an old moss-covered bridge. Walking leads to open to the world and to others. The sound of a chainsaw anticipates the meeting with a lumberjack. We take an opportunity to exchange a few words and get to know aspects of his work and a bit 'in its history. Tells us about his country orgine in war, as people who had shared everything in peace and become enemies of how violence changes their life in an unexpected way and with a relentless drive that, inexplicably, check him until the brother convinces him to leave. With regards resumed our march towards a not very clear goal. Above us, affected by the sun, we see the peaks of Kolovrat and some villages under it. We plan to reach them, but soon the road turns elsewhere and begin to fall as we continue enjoying the sun still warms the wood, the scent of its colors. We are very fortunate because we can see five deer fleeing down in the woods. It must be a very busy area of \u200b\u200bthis animal that we saw the remains of an unfortunate example devoured by some other wild inhabitant of these woods. Continuing to walk and chat to cross a road had come from here we can surely reach the villages, but time is short and Dario is already late for her date for dinner with the family. We descend quickly to the car. The silence of the forest is wonderful and we are immersed in the symphony of birds singing all around us at night and getting ready to spring. We are literally surrounded and sounds that come from all parts make us feel the depth of these spaces. Now we are at the machine, the noise of the waterfalls is strong, like the smell good and clean air. Surrounded by black peaks of the mountains silhouetted against the bright blue of the sky, following a bright star that stands out against the sunset, we go home.


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