Come with me on a journey without destination through my time and my space.
“Yet I also appreciate that we cannot win this battle to save species and environments without forging an emotional bond between ourselves and nature as well—for we will not fight to save what we do not love, but only appreciate in some abstract sense… We really must make room for nature in our hearts” – Stephen Jay Gould
“Humanity today is like a waking dreamer, caught between the fantasies of sleep and the chaos of the real world. The mind seeks but cannot find the precise place and hour. We have created a Star Wars civilization, with Stone Age emotions, medieval institutions, and godlike technology. We thrash about. We are terribly confused by the mere fact of our existence, and a danger to ourselves and to the rest of life” – Edward O. Wilson
Walking in the rain, jumping across puddles, squelching through mud. This May is not what you would expect from the normally arid foothills of the Velino massif in Abruzzo.
The days have gone by, and the weeks too, followed all too quickly by the months… and the more time elapses, the more difficult it is to just simply dive in and start posting again without excuses and explanations. But here I am, back again!
Back after a month long computerless pause among the windswept Canary Islands… tenacious plants, millennia of intense desertification, life-giving mists and boundless black and barren lava fields.