On our last visit to Italy my home country I heard my soul singing.
The vast nature, the singing birds, and the night sky woke my soul. I forgot about how beautiful she is. I forgot about how she makes me feel.
Nature is my home. I love to think that home is where your family is but in reality, people don’t last forever. They come and go. Would you be homeless if your family is all gone?
Home is where you feel alive and my home is nature
Nature is where I feel connected to the Creator, nature is where my creativity explode.
Home is where my heart sings.
with love
Giada