Everybody in the valley is waiting for the first snow.
It will change all colors, all shapes, all outlines.
But Dani has never seen the snow.
Dani was born in Togo and arrived in Italy as a refugee from the war in Libya.
He was taken in by a refugee home on Pergine, a small village in the mountains of Trentino, at the foot of
the Mocheni Valley.
He has a one-year-old daughter who he is unable to care for. There is something that blocks him. A deep
Dani is invited to work in the workshop of Pietro, an old carpenter and beekeeper from the Mocheni
Valley who lives on a mountain farm with his daughter-in-law Elisa and his grandson Michele, a boy aged
ten whose fitfulness strikes Dani.
Michele’s father has died a short time ago, leaving a big hole in the young boy’s life. Michele’s relationship
with his mother is tense and conflicted. For support and friendship, he turns to his uncle Fabio.
Sooner or later the snow will arrive, and there is not much time to repair the beehives and collect
firewood. It is a short and necessary time span that allows pain and silences to turn into occasions for
understanding and knowing. It is a time to let the leaves, the trees and the forests prepare themselves for
In this time and in these woods, before the snow, Dani and Michele can learn to listen to each other.