A flower in Val della Meta
Coming down from Camaldoli in Badia Prataglia you already have a sense of loss of that wonderful forest, I would say only. Excited by its impressive beech, chestnut, fir crossed blades of sunlight to illuminate the undergrowth. Strong is the nostalgia of the “silences” created by the voices of nature. Continuing appreciates the woods thick and sturdy and the opening of the valleys. Along the road of Val Meta offers a yellow flower, pungent, beautiful as the sun.
What a beautiful walk!