Vendicari, a gorgeous seaside natural reserve in Sicily.
Dec. 2019

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Vendicari, a gorgeous seaside natural reserve in Sicily.
Dec. 2019
LA TONNARA DI VENDICARI
Colonne che si perdono nel cielo mura che racchiudono la luce finestre che non fermano il vento porte che non dividono scale che salgono verso il passato sono così anche i nostri ricordi ruderi rimasti nella memoria avanzi di vite precedenti resti precari di emozioni spente dove candida e pura si aggira la nostra coscienza cercando senso e motivo di un tempo che non sa cancellare di cose e persone rimaste impigliate nella rete fitta del cuore a confondersi con sogni e dolori. Ruderi come i nostri ricordi che non sono più vita ma che la riassumono ali invisibili dell’anima per seminare le speranze di domani. Non sono così i sogni ed i desideri? vestigia lasciati dal tempo dentro la rete della memoria parti di una realtà cancellata pezzi di un puzzle disfatto semi che l’anima raccoglie onde che si ripetono all’infinito. Il mare qui è solo un coro che ci ricorda continuamente la nostra provvisoria presenza che per altri diverrà ricordo, ambito sogno, inquieto desiderio come questi avanzi di tonnara che guardano l’orizzonte del mare a sfidare eterni il cielo.
Columns that are lost in the sky, walls that enclose the light, windows that do not stop the wind, doors that do not divide, stairs that go up towards the past, our memories are like this too, ruins left in the memory, leftovers from previous lives, precarious remains of spent emotions, where candid and pure, our conscience wanders, looking for meaning and reason, of a time that he does not know how to erase, of things and people entangled, in the thick net of the heart, to be confused with dreams and pains. Ruins like our memories, which are no longer life, but which summarize it, invisible wings of the soul, to sow the hopes of tomorrow. Aren't dreams and desires like this?, vestiges left by time, within the network of memory, parts of an erased reality, pieces of an undone puzzle, seeds that the soul collects, waves that repeat themselves endlessly. The sea here is just a chorus, which continually reminds us of our temporary presence, which for others will become a memory, a coveted dream, a restless desire, like these ruins remains, which look at the horizon of the sea, eternally challenging the sky.
Monday 6th May 2019
Vendicari Nature Reserve - Calamosche Beach
Walked around part of the resreve before having lunch and swim at Calamosche Beach. Afterwards drove down to most southern point but K didn’t fancy walking across the causeway to Isola delle Correnti. Ended up in Ispica and after a look round (picked the wrong town) had take-away pizza.
GPS track of 6.5 mile walk
Vendicari, Sicily
By _andreacaruso__
Riserva naturale di Vendicari, tonnara e torre sveva.
went on a walk in vendicari, sicily~