Roots full of wrinkles as an old face, as my grandmother’s hands who could hold me and give me strenght and courage, as Tuscan farmers, as windy and rainy days, as when there were very hard times during the war with nothing to eat except what these plants and other ones could produce by themselves with no help from the man’s hand
an old noble history for this tree who has deep roots in our past
it is part of our History as we are people coming from the land and going to it without remembering it
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