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Fall.

The sky ride his blue rice even feel the 'winter almost upon us. The forest plays with the yellow leaves even feel the winter now behind us. the brook babbles with reflected sky although I hear it in 'air the first frost. is built at the foot of a poplar and long bony a strange flower, a flower umbrella, a mushroom.

L 'autumn as a metaphor for life. It 's the season of abundance. (If the vintage was favorable). The farmers could replenish stocks to address peacefully the winter coming. Under the arcades, the threshing floors, hung to dry in bunches of ears of corn, they made beautiful exhibition itself. Their bright colors, reverb, inflamed by the sun more and more oblique the horizon a magical light. In the evening, all gathered by the scent of hay, the farms (in cottage ) is beginning shelling corn cun the gratiroela, have to be careful not to grate, along with corn, the skin of the fingers. As the work progressed the pile of grain was becoming more consistent. It was nice to sink into those golden pearls arms, seemed to catch the summer with his hands.

S changed the way of life, with the approach of autumn, from cabinets, came the first head of wool that smelled of camphor or naphthalene. Clogs, worn by the raids, on the cobbled streets gave way to shoes more appropriate for the approaching season. The place of amusement, by definition, was the forest. In autumn, the forest puts her best outfit before his discharge in winter and gives us his most precious fruit mushrooms and chestnuts, and was a chase for steep cliffs to get to where the first fungi were more abundant and larger chestnuts. The handles of the wicker baskets left their mark on the skin they were so heavy. We returned home happy crunching between your teeth just a few chestnut harvest.

A table, we realized that something had changed. No longer dominate the bright colors of summer salads, the fiery red of ripe tomatoes. How nature changes its appearance, obedient to the cycle of seasons, including the proper way of life, using only the fruits that the season gave us. The polenta was beginning to be mistress of the table and took turns with the soup, joy and pain of our children, who as we all know do not always appreciate that preparation. The corn soup is the WMO said our elders, and they were right! The soup kitchen is the ultimate masterpiece, different each time never equal to itself, nutritious, healthy and good ....

B isogna a little old to be able to appreciate certain things. The taste of young, spoiled by advertising, tends to discard some products to prefer other, perhaps those that globalization imposes on us forcefully. Then will also load their autumn colors to remind the nuances of life.

Soup

Ingredients

Preparation

rice lentils carrots onions vegetable broth laurel clove oil pepper

Let soak lentils for a few minutes while you fry the carrots and onions. Add the rice for a quick toast, then sprinkle with a little white wine. Add the lentils and spices. Finish cooking by adding the vegetable stock. The preparation should be quite substantial. Add at the end of a generous sprinkling of cheese.