It’s really curious to realize how strange it is the way you become affectionate with a landscape or a detail of it.
Since the first walk in San Feliciano, on the shores of Lake Trasimeno, I noticed a couple of dry trees, probably always present in the panorama of this beautiful place.
One of them, in particular, struck me for its shape. Seen from a certain angle, in fact, it recalls a creature with outstretched arms that looks at the panorama, almost as if it wanted to embrace the whole lake.
It impressed me so much that I went back several times to photograph it, trying to convey that joyful yet majestic pose.