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Count on me

14/07/2016|  in campagna
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 Forse è sabato pomeriggio o forse sto sognando, siamo in tre a percorrere una strada sterrata di campagna, custodita da cipressi filiformi in doppia fila sui lati e mi sembra di vedere un esercito pronto a combattere su un campo di battaglia muto dove infinite distese di grano si piegano sotto il vento della sera. Il sole sta precipitando dietro la collina quando una piccolissima mano si aggrappa alla mia e la voce limpida sovrasta il silenzio con domande sciocche e adorabili come solo quelle dei bambini possono essere. Di tanto in tanto lui va avanti e mi porta dei papaveri più rossi del sangue che subito dopo muoiono nelle mie mani, mi viene in mente il giorno in cui sua madre era incinta e io la portai a Firenze a vedere Fiorello, le battute, gli applausi, le luci abbaglianti e lui che si sbatteva dentro come in una gabbia. Da lì a poco lei avrebbe partorito, io le avrei fatto da madrina e le nostre vite sarebbero cambiate per sempre. Forse avrei dovuto chiamarlo Rosario e cerco in vano di ricordare com’eravamo prima che lui arivasse.

Sulla strada di ritorno, lei cammina dietro di me, il rumore della ghiaia scricchiola sotto il peso dei suoi pensieri nell’aria, un passo, un altro e un altro ancora, le dita sottili sfiorano le mie spalle e scendono risolute sul braccio come se volessero fermarmi, la sento bisbigliare qualcosa nell’orecchio e mi irrigidisco.”Se dovesse succedere qualcosa a me…”.

Cerco di immaginare il peggio che potrebbe accadere per vedere quanto faccia male e se eventualmente ne  usciremmo vivi ma non ci riesco…..

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Maybe it’s Saturday afternoon or maybe I’m dreaming, we’re three driving along a dirt country road, with a double row of thin cypress trees lining it, a deep-green army ready to fight on a silent battlefield made up of endless wheat fields bending in the evening wind. The sun is sinking low behind the hill and a little child hand is holding on to mine, I can clearly hear the sound of his genuine voice drowning out the silence and the silly adorable questions like only childhood questions are. He sometimes walks ahead and brings me blood-red poppies that slowly die in my hands and I think of the day his mother was pregnant and we went to Florence to see a Fiorello performance, the gags, the crowd laughter, the dazzling lights and him moving inside like a lion in a cage. After a while our lives started falling apart, she gave birth and asked me to do the godmother. When I look at him today I think I should have called him Rosario and try to figure out where we’ve been all these years and when did time pass by.

On the way back, she walks behind me, there is only the sound of gravel crunching under the weight of her thoughts, one step and she gets closer, runs her slender fingertips over my shoulders and grip my arm as if to stop me then whispers something in my ear that makes me shiver. “If anything happens to me …”.

I try to imagine the worst that could happen to us just to see how much it hurts and if we eventually get out of it alive but I can’t …..

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    Reply Dragana 14/07/2016 at 2:43 pm

    che belle queste immagini.. siete cosi teneri.. tu come sempre elegantissima e tuo nipotino è bellissimo!
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    Reply TruccatiConEva 14/07/2016 at 3:05 pm

    Splendidi entrambi e bellissime le foto!!!
    Un bacio Dora!

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    Reply Concetta 14/07/2016 at 3:09 pm

    Mi sono venuti i brividi in quel punto …
    La campagna per i bambini è un posto magico, fonte di apprendimento.
    Siete bellissimi insieme.
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    Reply Lalu 14/07/2016 at 7:30 pm

    Certe volte basta così poco per essere felici…sembrerà una banalità…ma una passeggiata, bei colori e affetti veri a volte è tutto quello che ci serve,
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    Reply alessandra 14/07/2016 at 10:02 pm

    Meravigliose queste immagini, tenerissime. Molto bello il tuo abito
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    Reply Paola Lauretano 15/07/2016 at 12:36 am

    Quanta tenerezza in queste immagini… splendide!!!
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    Reply Fashionably Idu 15/07/2016 at 9:13 pm

    Another amazing post and fantastic photography. You are awesome babe!

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    Reply shamuboo 17/07/2016 at 6:58 am

    Very adorable pictures mixed with some heavy thoughts. Wonderful! Kisses

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    lovely pics 🙂

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