Verónica Navarra

With our hair tousled by gusts of wind, facing the rippling lake and the herons struggling to fly, my sister and I were searching for the perfect spot to launch our kite. The trees were shedding the last of their leaves, and the waves were crashing against the rocks, transforming into a billion tiny droplets […]

Lying on the hammock under the pergola, overflowing with grape clusters still awaiting their turn to turn violet, my hair in a chignon and my hands sweaty, I read, for the third time, one of my favourite books: “Mabinogion”, a collection of Welsh literature manuscripts. The sky in front of me appeared hazy from the […]

Dawn was just moments away, and the first glimmers of light timidly began to break through the sky. My sister and I lay on a towel spread out on the grass, watching a passing cloud being carried gently by the wind, surrendering without resistance.  I’ve always appreciated that moment of stillness, a deceptive calm that […]

“What matters is the Intent!” my grandmother told me that morning when she burst into the small atelier I had at her house, bringing me a slice of blackberry pie. Soft, warm, and with the fragrance of embraces, it melted in my mouth, nourishing not only my body but, most importantly, my spirit. It tasted […]

When I was still in high school, I used to spend the weekends of February at my grandmother’s house to enjoy the tranquility of the countryside in the most unusual month of our calendar. Ah, February! What a wonderful month! The time of year when you can observe the dance of the forces of Darkness […]