The Cyclamen
Macchia dei Frati,
The cyclamen
I love this wild woodland flower, which enlivens the earthy colors of autumn. I love this tiny being, slender and very elegant, in the refined and simple form, in the shades of color more intense if a ray of sunlight reaches it penetrating from the dense foliage of the trees. In the autumn season, perhaps the most beautiful and atmospheric in the forest, the cyclamen, with its shy and reserved nature, keeps company with the red berries and mushrooms of the most varied species that populate the undergrowth. Dry fallen leaves rustle beneath my steps, and an intense scent of damp earth envelops me. There, in the middle of the dense thicket, the cyclamen is protected by the foliage and low branches of plants and can express itself in its radiant yet fragile beauty. And I remain as enchanted by such grace today as I was as a child, grateful that I can still be amazed by these small wonders.
Anna Tecchi