Since I started this blog I’ve not written yet about a place that is a piece of my life and an important one…a little village in the central Italy where I spent some days of every summer since I was a kid. This is Rivisondoli, less than 700 people living there but a lot of tourists come every winter and even in the summer. Fortunately, my parents bought a little apartment there, so I’ve had the chance to know every season of this territory. And I’ve learnt the best face of Rivisondoli is in the spring. It’s incredible how much can shine the green of the grass of be bright the blue of the sky. Last spring I went there, the fields were full of little yellow flowers, covering large spaces and offering a stunning view to the observer…especially if he had the camera in his hand. But I think no word can properly describe those landscapes. So here are some shots I took that day.