The others went to have a bath into the frozen waterfall, I prefer stay into the village.
I draw this house, and a white heart head appears at the window. This is Denise,
who is wondering what I am doing here. She pretends cleaning the street to come and speak to me.
She wonders if I am a witness of Genova coming to annoy her. She explains me that she lives
here since 60 years. Before she was living at the other side of the rock, but here is better :
you are protected from wind.