The Monday following Easter has now passed and I want to tell you a little about how it was spent by me. Usually it is typical to celebrate the holiday by visiting some city or village, so generally these places are often attacked by thousands of people who pour into the crowded streets like a river in flood.
I love tranquility and nature is the ideal place to stay calm and spend a different day. Every day work often forces us to stay in the city and live off its chaos, so it seemed ideal instead to spend a day in our green lung.
When I was little, my father always took us around the country roads, he too doesn't like the chaos of the city and still has the healthy habit of walking every morning in nature. In this period the fields are green and full of flowers, the scent of the flowers is delicious, the noise of nature in turmoil is loud and clear. My son is very curious and every few steps he stops to look at anything: stones, insects, grass, flowers ... And he always asks me what anything is! Healthy curiosity!
Obviously there are very few people around, every now and then we meet runners, cyclists or simple enthusiasts like us. Chatting here is a pleasure but silence is also golden. The day began with a sky that threatened rain but then, already in the late morning, a clear sky and a wonderful sun.
We walked some stretches of ancient sheep tracks, paths that shepherds and their pastures covered at least twice a year to go and return from areas richer in vegetation and to allow the animals to eat better grass and produce better milk and cheeses. In fact, in the past there were no technologies that helped shepherds to take care of the animals like today, there was no feed truck that unloads bags of cereals or grass collected who knows where. In the past it was necessary to walk over 100 km on foot along these dirt roads in search of food for the animals.
Times have changed a lot, in some ways for the better, in others for the worse. Luckily here everything seems to have stopped a bit and if I concentrate a bit, I seem to hear the sound of the animals' hooves on the ground and the whistle of the shepherds who from afar tell the animals to continue in order.
Wonderful!