Geese, childhood friends.
Geese, childhood friends. When i was a child I fell in love with two books: the Little Prince by Saint Exupéry and Dialogues with The Wild Goose by Kondrad Lorenz. I felt closer to the blond prince for the naive, eccentric, poetic ability to relate to the animate and inanimate world and felt almost a relative of Saint Exupéry as daughter of aviators. He seemed to me a kind of relative from which my parents must have necessarily inherited the passion for flying. Of Kondrad Lorenz instead I loved the reassuring body and that way of dressing that was familiar to me: rubber boots and raincoats. My mom used to dress like that on rainy days, entering the house with red cheeks saying "...
