Billeraut Forest
Italy
In the heart of the Asiago Plateau: tall fir trees, ground covered with soft green moss in the summer and snow in the winter, and the rhythmic pecking of the black woodpecker to break the silence.
How do you imagine fairy tale forests? We imagine them just like Bosco Billeraut, in the heart of the Asiago Plateau: tall fir trees, ground covered with soft green moss in the summer and snow in the winter, and the rhythmic pecking of the black woodpecker to break the silence. A forest capable of distracting you for a while from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. A forest where you can find some peace and – perhaps – get to know yourself better as well. It is no coincidence that Mario Rigoni Stern, who lived in the forests of this plateau, wrote ” My prayer is to stay silently in the forest.”
Partner of the forest
