The fog goes up again from the valley to conquer the mountain of Trevico. The contours between earth and sky are not clearer, it is the fog that advances and colleague hiding the horizon. It almost seems thing long live, it almost seems that the fog wants entirely hide to sight of the man every color belonging to a nature not yet waked up again. Only the intense turquoise of the sky escapes and stays distant.
Such image seems to contain in itself a metaphor, it seems to invite to hope because every thing can be hidden to the human look, but there is however more aloft a sky turquoise that will continue to illuminate the life.