In the mountains we spent most of our youth, for long periods of the year. We have experienced and enjoyed the colors, the smells of the seasons, the smell of freshly cut pine timber and worked in the family sawmill.
We remember with great affection grandparents and great-grandmother, mountain people attached to their land, their history. From them we learned many good lessons. Above all, we appreciated their ability to live trying to make the most of the resources at their disposal, without getting lost in pipe dreams, but working with reality that distinguishes people who are used to build up day by day, with sweat and sacrifice their own well-being. We learned the value of honesty, not only in personal relationships, but also to the nature as a traveling companion, as a valuable ally and a source of great blessing, as the cause of well-being and prosperity for mankind.
The relationship with the mountain becomes more intimate and profound, spontaneous and unobtrusive, especially when you communicate in silence ... and in the silence you can find understanding, answers, emotions that you may never have it any other way.