Arm Pain After Laparo

Yesterday, as every morning, I went into the living room and I pulled up the shutters. The sun had not risen and the light that illuminated the landscape gave a rosy hue to the fields and trees, the sky was overcast, leaden, 4 or 5 seagulls flying in the sky and here ... the sun rises. rises and finds the gap (between the horizon and the clouds) to set fire to the landscape. Everything turns into a tree light green leaves turn yellow-gold, the meadow becomes a stretch yellow-gold and orange purple pines shade the side take a bright orange in the side facing the sun.

And this wonder took place against a sky that for the sake of contrast becomes even more leaden with seagulls turned into silver speck.

A golden landscape, a world that runs parallel to reality. Then when the sun comes up to the clouds the color fades and the day begins.

Kisses,

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