The land of rice

Straight cut water mirrors, blades glancing timidly from under the wet surface or bright green of fields decorated with canals glittering in the sun. The plain rarely allures with its beauty. But every time I pass by the fields of rise in Piedmont – no matter what the season is – my attention is drawn by an incredible scenery. Mostly in summer, when light juicy green blanket covers the water world.

The fields of rice in Vercelli, Piedmont, Italy
juicy green of rice blanket

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