Dear readers, our third appointment of the section Inspiration of the month of March is definitely surreal. I am at home, like most of you, because of the pandemic caused by covid-19 and I am writing to you while my fourteen-months-old son runs here and there in the corridor and rooms of my apartment, searching for every hidden corner.
Outside everything is hanging in silence. We are all off the world, waiting for a Rebirth.
Dear readers, here we are at the second appointment of the section Inspiration of the month and this time it's the turn of February.
If January, nostalgic and elegant, brought with it all the winter charm, this month gives us the first clues of the rebirth. February is a transitional month: it's a bridge between winter and spring, this makes it mutable and bizarre.
Mutable, because if on the one hand it fully preserves all the characteristics of winter, on the other it reveals the first sensations of spring. In fact, you will notice that the first luxuriant life forms stand out among the frozen and faded vegetation. The feeling that reigns in this particular moment of the year is that of a flowering that makes its way, with all its strength, to be reborn from an apparently static and cold context.
Bizarre, because is a little capricious for its contrasting hues. The white of the snow, the brown of the earth wet by the rains, the rusty color of the dry foliage, the bright green of the first buds. February gives us a cheerful harmony of warm and cold colors that make lively and fun the surrounding environment.