[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
This is not Portofino ...
... but it looks even nicer with the right eyes.
Lanzino, not far from Lavarone, has each of its ten (not one more) houses with a different color.