You might think of a simple composition, and in part it is, but hides a little story that led me to a "daring" settlement: Crested Tit and beechnuts in the foreground and the background the great tree. With friends we went to walk up to this impressive and famous century-old plant, with ears alert to the birds sound, but not content with having only heard in the distance the calls of these tits, rare in Tuscany, I tried to attract them with their sound registered in my phone. Well, the tits came over our heads and maybe even a little irritated by our artificial calls, leaving the indelible image of this moment that I tried to represent ...
