The Blue keeper 💙 I am in a Chinese village, no house seems to be inhabited, no voice, only the sound of the cold wind, it is winter and there is no trace of the domestic animals that usually walk in the countryside. Further down towards the lake, a thick blanket of fog clings to the reeds. Quietly, this almost noble and elegant looking woman suddenly appears dressed in a thoughtful china dark blue wool dress. Like an attentive caretaker she looks at me with a curious and inquiring gaze, then slowly moves away and beckons us to follow her. He wants a photo of her with her grandson, so he shows us the cold wooden house where he spends the winter, a few essential items. The fire is always on. A few moments together and then without saying a word with lightning in the eye makes us understand that it is late and it is time to go. La custode blu 💙 Sono in un villaggio cinese, nessuna casa sembra abitata, nessuna voce, solo il rumore del vento gelido, è inverno e non c'è traccia degli a...