Those who are lucky enough to have been born on the same lands where every single truffle species grows have all learned a new way of marking time and the seasons.
When I was a child I learned the art of interpreting a storm, and of predicting how the sun or the snow will affect the Truffles. Loving the Earth to me is like loving a woman. It means taking care of her unconditionally, and being willing to question what we have always taken for granted. It means respecting her as she changes, and, above all, it means always being ready for the unpredictable.
Because with the earth, just as with love, anything can happen. And even if we don’t always get what we want, deep down we feel that a part of us could no longer live without her.
