That enchanting je ne sais quoi
12 dicembre 2019
The horizon is burning, right there, above the line where the prairie meets the foothills and the sky, enchanting, offers its natural pyrotechnical spectacle. The fresh and fizzy air of the end of September wraps the bodies swathed in warm woolen sweaters. The herd is at rest. There’s no one around. From inside come the … More That enchanting je ne sais quoi