Spirituality is often detached from our everyday life, it is often a a foreign body to our way of living and of relating ourselves to others. In one period of the year, however, this manifests itself clearly and appears to our eyes with small signs, with a poor theatricality but often full of meaning. This representation softens by its apparent simplicity but when viewed with a different look can reveal itself to be profound and a mirror of an inner need to manifest itself. Sometimes, however, these signs are hidden and must be found, sought, they show themselves where we don't expect them. They appear in a landscape that is familiar to us, a foreign object whose presence is only legitimized for a short period of time in which it becomes a part of it. The time of Christmas. Throughout the countryside around my town and in general in some rural areas of northern Italy it is traditional at Christmas to exhibit Nativity scenes in front of homes, in farmyards and along the roads. Cribs have become increasingly rare and difficult to find and often are located far from the villages on secondary roads very difficult to reach. Sometimes the families that create the cribs are organized in groups in precise geographical areas with real maps distributed to the visitors to reach the Nativity scene locations with less difficulty. In this work I wanted to document this popular representation (sometimes a little kitch) of the typical Christmas spirituality showing the religious sense of devotion typical of humble and simple people. I wanted to tell it from afar so as not to alter the space around what was created and thus let live the wonderful normality of the landscape of my land.