The winged creatures are descendants of Il Risorgimento; they have evolved to become more horizontally elongated and directional, partly in response, no doubt, to the vaster spaces of this side of the ocean. Inherently furtive and restless like their ancestor, they like flitting and hovering over newly cut hay fields like fireflies- dusk and twilight being their favorite hours.
They are seen in pairings, small flocks, and occasionally in solitude. Migrating between city and country, they enjoy both urbanity and rusticity. On cold winter nights they have been known to enter a house and draw up close to the hearth in front of a crackling fire. There they will stretch and flounce their wings, jostle each other in a kind of merry camaraderie, and one wonders, if with the warming of their blood, they are experiencing some wistful vision of the sunny, warm Mediterranean climate, and the old civilization in which their ancestor cavorted about not so long ago.