I learned to look
I walked throug the forest this morning.
If you stare at the ground while walking, as I did today with my express march on the Perfetta, the distances become shorter. On the floor you can see a thousand things like cigarette butts, scraps of paper, snails and sometimes even a blue flower. It is now the blue-flower-time again, the time when the forests here are full of blue flowers, whose names I do not know, but which spread a lot of romantic feelings and never stop calling: "how wonderful it is in the forest to die!"
![Blue Flower time in the woods](http://beatkuert.com/media/posts/93/Blue-flower-2bv3.jpg)