It is our land, yours and mine, where those who gave us life, those who taught us the word Humility, lie for eternity
It is not just the countryside that I see around me (lit. that my eyes see). It is life itself, punctually following its natural cycle and nourishing the body and soul. The high quality oxygen we need to breathe thirteen times per minute, as Mother Nature instructs. Gazing at colours, boundaries and horizons, far from concrete and asphalt. Setting foot on the soil where Pedro I and Enrique de Trastamara settled their disputes, that same soil where Quevedo left his footprints and his ultimate legacy; the same soil where Jiménez Patón taught grammar, writing on the ground with an oak stick; and the same soil where Jorge Manrique fought for his castle; of whose existence Da Vinci was made aware by Yañez de Almedina; and where Tomás de Villanueva helped the deprived…
It is our land, yours and mine, where those who gave us life, those who taught us the word Humility, lie for eternity
It is not just the countryside that I see around me (lit. that my eyes see). It is life itself, punctually following its natural cycle and nourishing the body and soul. The high quality oxygen we need to breathe thirteen times per minute, as Mother Nature instructs. Gazing at colours, boundaries and horizons, far from concrete and asphalt. Setting foot on the soil where Pedro I and Enrique de Trastamara settled their disputes, that same soil where Quevedo left his footprints and his ultimate legacy; the same soil where Jiménez Patón taught grammar, writing on the ground with an oak stick; and the same soil where Jorge Manrique fought for his castle; of whose existence Da Vinci was made aware by Yañez de Almedina; and where Tomás de Villanueva helped the deprived…
