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When your geographical horizon extends – for business or pleasure – you have the wonderful opportunity to hear you inside, like the perfectly proportioned man (created by Leonardo da Vinci), correlating the symmetry of human anatomy to the symmetry of the universe. What you see, hear, eat and feel, it’s all inside the Vitruvian approach to life. Welcome to the …

There are four characters (two women and two men), where the events are intertwined, embracing all the colors of love, and also the dependence of a woman by her man, along with the fear of abandonment and infidelity. Yes, these are the existential parentheses around the adaptation of all our actions, emotional and social. Imagine reading a novel, which its …

Only when you get to “Na Sadech” – a street lined with trees and lawns – you realize that “stare mesto of this city of Southern Bohemia is before you, with its relaxed and cosmopolitan soul. No more silver mines and even salt traffic, but rivers of good beer “Budvar”, better known by its German name “Budweiser”. The Tourist Office …

I WILL THIRST By poems, by thoughts, I open one soul glimmer. With it I discover the glow of the fireplace, beneficent at this time, because on the body feels the heat, when the soul will cool to me, and I will have a thirst for words, of poetry. (Jan Maruna)

One of the magical moments that are enclosed inside a vacation in Greece, is a gentle reminder, like the pleasant scent of a tavern, where you wait to start your dinner. In that place that welcomes your eyes and makes your belly happy, maybe too – sometimes – you preferred drink enough, but eating only “mezedes”. Like all those who …

In pure Gothic style, one of the few south of the Alps. Looking at the Cathedral of Siena, it is necessary for you some things images. Facts invisible to the eyes, they are documented visually from an unfinished nave, one that houses the Opera Metropolitana Museum. In 1136 it began the construction of the spectacular church, but after three years, …

Talking about Tuscany https://www.discovertuscany.com/tourist-info/ inevitably, your mind turns to rural landscapes, the ones where untouched countryside have created, through the centuries, a unique territory. Observing the unbroken series of hills and cultivated fields, vineyards and olive groves you distinguish everywhere the eye could see. Every hill preserves, even for you, the memory of castles and medieval villages. Those fascinating views …

Only when you get to “Na Sadech” – a street lined with trees and lawns – you realize that “stare mesto of this city of Southern Bohemia is before you, with its relaxed and cosmopolitan soul. No more silver mines and even salt traffic, but rivers of good beer “Budvar”, better known by its German name “Budweiser”. The Tourist Office …

TIME LOVERS You on the finger you wrapped straw, there on the finger, where you dreamed a gold ring. I still conversed with the sun, and you already were becoming pale in the moonlight. Behind us, suddenly he began to rustle. And you had laid the shadow head, on its leaves. Hair after the hair, by it took you. It …

A PRAYER IN SPRING Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; and give us not to think so far away, as the uncertain harvest; keep us here all simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy …

SPRING AND WINTER When daisies pied and violets blue, and lady-smocks all silver-white, and cuckoo-buds of yellow hue do paint the meadows with delight, the cuckoo then, on every tree, mocks married men; for thus sings he, cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo! O word of fear, unpleasing to a married ear! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, and merry larks are ploughmen’s …

SPRING SONG The air was full of sun and birds, the fresh air sparkled clearly. Remembrance wakened in my heart, and I knew I loved her dearly. The fallows and the leafless trees, and all my spirit tingled. My earliest thought of love, and Spring’s first puff of perfume mingled. In my still heart the thoughts awoke, came lone by …

I HAVE A BIRD IN SPRING I have a Bird in spring, which for myself doth sing. The spring decoys. And as the summer nears. And as the Rose appears, Robin is gone. Yet do I not repine, knowing that Bird of mine though flown. Learneth beyond the sea, melody new for me, and will return. Fast is a safer …

SLOW SPRING O year, grow slowly. Exquisite, holy, the days go on with almonds showing the pink stars blowing, and birds in the dawn. Grow slowly, year, like a child that is dear, or a lamb that is mild, by little steps, and by little skips, like a lamb or a child. (Katharine Tynan)