"... dai diamanti non nasce niente,
dal letame nascono i fior ..."
Waiting for the nice days of Spring to come back, in the evening, when possible, I revisit the folders of my past photographs. The wish is always to find something that I had completely forgotten, left there for better times. After all, shooting is a matter of moments, while processing the image and making it presentable can be a matter of an entire life. This time I almost by chance I fell into a folder of three years ago. I have left the pictures as they were taken, only removing a bit of color which I found excessive. An interesting series of findings on the sand of Vieste.