八月下 Tardo Agosto

Still silhouettes of horses gradually emerge from the mists. The arid undergrowth is burned by the fire. The wind comes to break the summer away. A helicopter brings sea water to put out the fire at the gates of the city. Meanwhile, the camera follows, from a distance, as if not to intrude too much into his life, the black shepherd who in an old farmhouse prays to his God, plow...