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"At the court of King Laurin

August 28, 2010, Saturday gala mom and I were invited in the famous Palace of the King Laurin Rose Garden where the queens of flowers thrive. So lush as to attract the curiosity and greed of all the princesses in the neighborhood that burned with the desire to set foot in the Secret Garden King's
But the King finally chose a humble shepherd and noblewomen, angry, convinced her to take revenge for stealing Rose to adorn her ball gown. Too bad those that Rose had tied the fate of the people of the dwarf king Laurin, after the theft, he disappeared from the face of the earth with the legendary mansion on the mountain.
Enrosadira The Queen, as punishment, was forced to wear her dress with roses, now narrow and strewn with thorns, until, in an unlikely future, the Town will not return to earth. 'S why every day at dawn and dusk, she still goes there to see if his punishment may finally have time .. but to no avail: (
The suffering of the poor queen however translated into a grace our eyes: the Rosengarten (Rosengarten in Italian), the massif has almost become the symbol of Bolzano, is tinged with a brilliant pink, mingling with the Aurora and the dark, still, day after day: Enrosadira is, in fact, a really breathtaking!
There are other versions of the legend, popular suggestions from the imagination (http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Re_Laurino) but this is definitely what I love most, so that you devoted a short story many years ago: maybe if I find the courage to post it ^ ^;;
However, from time to time, by good Bolzano, delights us to visit the front line the legendary palace and its gardens, or rather what is left .. XD that is impressive mountains set in an unspoiled scenery and impressive beauty! That is no small ...>_ <
This time we walked through the doors Fassa: departure from Vigo di Fassa, Ciampedie the trip up the mountain, very scenic and fast, we find ourselves in without even accorgeresene share.
Maybe a little 'expensive (8 € one way) but oh well E_e
Here we see Mamma departure or become more familiar with the King, just to break the ice;)


the background, in the saddle, there is the Vajolet refuge, the first half of the excursion, after 2 hours of walking, of course O_o
The Rosengarten is on the left, right there Rosengarten Antermoia, where we had to go if we had access to a car with the option to leave as soon as possible: bloody public transport! Do I have a driver's license: ((BZ
The first bus from Vigo to get to 8.30, is not just for mountaineers, eh?

Vajolet Here it is a beautiful retreat in a location in the center of the Kingdom of Laurino, point of departure for all excursions in the surroundings:



After 3 hours of climbing (!!!) finally reach the shelter at 2600 m on the Passo Principe lm: one can see the first clouds that haunt us later for all afternoon.



After a last look at the desolate path that leads all'Antermoia (wait, that next year you Y_Y), we sling the canyon which comes down to Rifugio Bergamo, who sits there suspended in a rock overlooking the pristine basin Valley Tires. After being expatriates, do so in return Suedtirol
XD But no documents at the border, yet ^ ^

the shelter stop for lunch: cheese cake homemade by mom, very good: PPPPPP




Ben refreshment, we face the endless descent (1000 m altitude in the valley of !!!!) Ciamin, picturesque and lonely (basically we walked 6 hours without encountering a car, incredible !!!!!! Oo)
And here we were lucky enough to observe two tales of mushrooms (the red ones with white polka dots) still miraculously intact (snails are greedy, and it pricked them forever, but they were perhaps just erupted and so I could immortalize it in all their glory)



These mushrooms I always make a great tenderness: conditioning Disney XD delayed combustion
The trip ended at St. Cyprian's Tires, where we arrived very tired after 6 hours and almost 20 km of way: you can still cross an entire mountain on foot and go from one valley to another in one day, Incredible, but true!
dreamed of this village in Val di Tires from a young age because I had a puzzle that he represented the church in the background and the Rosengarten, while composing, I always wondered where he could never be a surprise like this: imagine if I could imagine that one day we I even went in the middle! >. <
The hotel is located in front of the bus stop has a name indicates that lends itself well to seal our magnificent tour:









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Dedicated to my beloved Romeo dead exactly 5 years ago. Y_Y
We spent all 17 years of our lives, seem like an eternity but they are flown in a breeze.
E 'regret, however, to remain forever.
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"was the night of July 17, 1799 when the picturesque surroundings of Jena, two bold young men, both twenty-seven, walked through the woods asleep until dawn lit by the pale moonlight." So it was that met Novalis and Ludwig Tieck, destined to become the two most shining examples of the first German Romanticism.
Fate, unfortunately, then divided them and their friendship was not handed down by the indissoluble law, indeed, soon succeeded by a certain indifference. But
that night .. that night was all for them, their dreams and their mad plans for the future: they wanted to revolutionize the European cultural life e.. they got it! ^ ^
Sometimes the ignorance of youth helps ^ _-
Novalis, for his fortune, died of tuberculosis even thirty, before attending the romantic disintegration of the group of which he was a founder and then sunk in the courtyard of vulgar strife .. Tieck died rather old, gouty and wig, now enhanced beyond recognition by the young man who had been .:(((
I could be accused of never speaking of the poet whom I have dedicated my blog, but if I do it because, when we touch chords dear to us, because we fear is always not to say enough, not knowing how to best express.
At 18, a poem by Novalis, changed my life, suddenly projecting himself into the atmosphere of early Romanticism in which I ambientai instantly as a lost homeland, in honor of that magical night of July 17, 1799, I composed the music of a beautiful lullaby Brentano, esponenente of Romanticism later, but with several arrows and sentimental fairy to his bow.
That melody is now a short video on youtube (modern romantic: DDD)

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" Fragments of Life "Piece of Hinako Ashikari

usually takes half an hour just to read a manga volume, but this was no exception and time has flown in a while. Let's say I have read and reread with calm all the dialogue and considerations of the actors because they really full of hidden meanings ... stimulate the imagination and the desire to live to tell the truth.
I do not want to exaggerate, but it is definitely a manga that can change your life, or at least mine, because I immediately identified with the protagonist. ^ ^
the center of the story is a dead person is still able to influence the lives of those who survived (with the memory, mind you, not talking about zombies here XD).
Only, unlike La Hourglass ", where the bulky ghost in question was the mother of the protagonist, Here we have a perfect stranger. Add that this girl was actually a classmate of the main characters all at once to give a taste of bitter melancholy, is not it?
The fact is that almost none or those who had known and had to do with her for all 3 years of high school remember it any way (which says a lot indifference that dominates our society .. so in real life, unfortunately ..) but then, our Haruka (at least let us give us a name, go ^ ^) died of breast cancer at just 19 years and suddenly finds himself in spite of the focus of those who in life had not even deigned to look.
In the world to count is the image and privacy is now only an option (in fact, all vying to say ALL of them to friends and strangers Internet users, including myself .. I do the blogger who is without sin etc etc;))) )
in this world dominated from externals, obvious that a shy and reserved girl, who died without having done virtually nothing about his life, paradoxically end up attracting attention. Especially since our heroes are one of those delicate periods in life when everything seems to go wrong so carefully cultivated and dreams begin to topple.
But the "A" gives the story a sentence thrown out by the girl's mother at home, Haruka, she was so self-possessed to be imitated successful comedians of television. "
The protagonist, Mizuho, \u200b\u200byou realize you have lost a precious part of new and perhaps someone with whom he had exchanged two words only and that, despite this, he had chosen as his imaginary friend of heart.
In spite of himself is forced to admit that she, like the abused Haruka has always erect a barrier to the world around them, refusing, out of laziness or indifference, to really participate in the lives of others.
What was lost with important this attitude? Why are we doing to influence the opinions of others to the point of ever wear a mask that ultimately prevents us from living our lives?
As can be disturbing all three players, now or in the past, coming into contact with the strangeness of Haruka, found themselves having to call into question the image of perfection that they had made of himself and, with the pride shattered, patiently begin to tidy up the "pieces" (hence the title of the manga) of their lives.
"In the end the fate we did find, as we wanted" in memory of his dead in the small revolution that led to their lives, in the end, almost unwittingly, found themselves allies, if not friends, in difficult and often unpleasant process of research and reconstruction of past life Haruki, and through it, the future still waiting for them (because Haruki also quiet, even in the solar Narumi, who apparently felt the opposite, always ready to make friends with everyone, they hide a dark side and unexpected .. like all the rest: perhaps this is what we desire to change the locks The fear of the unknown? Moreover, the masks give the assurance of predictability ..)
But you can not resist, resist and resist even with stoicism, but in the end always instincts take over, especially those motivated and positive and, after years of quietly in their armor aspetattive to meet the others, one day, the unthinkable can happen .. and then the trouble starts! ;)
Or rather, it really begins to live!
Oh well, I wrote too much, I know .. but if, like me, are one of those who have made an image of perfection and aplomb, and sometimes (more often) if they feel close and want to take to the mad joy of sending the devil and all their silly criticisms, if you have always dreamed of taking the jackpot at random and see where it takes you or maybe you feel happy and satisfied just because you bumped into a friend and, despite the busy schedule, you run with him for the city, shopping and junk food galore strafogandovi do ... well, this is the manga for you, like me.
Sometimes I think that just is not having to wait to be behind the coffin of someone that there was love, or even before their own death sentence for some nasty disease .. to decide to make a change to their fate.
But I am working, eh? ; D