23/08/2026
Three hours that somehow became six.
A walk to Santa Croce — La Crusc — with no hurry at all.
We walked.
We stopped.
We lay down in the grass for a while.
We shared something sweet in a mountain hut.
And then we slowly made our way back down, following the sun as it slipped lower behind the Dolomites.
Some days, the best plan is simply to have no plan.
Just a mountain.
A little sun.
A long walk.
And all the time in the world. 🤍