Hi everyone !

[Bender]

Some more shots and then I'll stop posting:


Following my beloved Sardinya, David Herbert Lawrence (a British writer, 1885-1930) wrote:
[size=1em]"…Usually, the lifelevel is reckoned as sea-level. But here, in the heart of Sardinia, the life-level is high as the golden-lit plateau, and the sea-level is somewhere far away, below, in the gloom, it does not signify. The life-level is high up, high and sun-sweetened and among rocks. We stood and looked below, at the puff of steam, far down the wooded valley where we had come yesterday. There was an old, low house on this eagleperching piazza. I would like to live there."[/size]
[size=1em]"...Sardinia is another thing: larger, more usual, not at all irregular, but that fades away in the distance. Ridges of hills as heath, irrelevant, you are losing, perhaps, to a group of peaks ... enchanting space around and distance to travel, nothing finished, nothing definitive. it is like freedom itself. "[/size]

[size=1em]A piece of Paradise[/size]


some views of Sardinyan Dolomities in the Gallura's county (of course we have them too there...)


An old village Church made in stone


My cousin, stay away from her... 8)


my private swimming pool


Sassari town


Semi-wild horses:


My mountain bike and a water reservoir picked by telephone camera



A my cousin's friend





My pensieve place