with an english expression which is not very elegant, but quite apt to describe the feeling, i am a sucker for such white barren fields :-) i remember the many travels to bucharest the past years, when i just sat with my camera at the train window, unable to take my eyes from such fields... i still have so many folders with photos from that times, which i haven't even had the time to touch...
with an english expression which is not very elegant, but quite apt to describe the feeling, i am a sucker for such white barren fields :-) i remember the many travels to bucharest the past years, when i just sat with my camera at the train window, unable to take my eyes from such fields... i still have so many folders with photos from that times, which i haven't even had the time to touch...
ReplyDeleteRoxana: i want to see those photos!!
Deleteyes, the while fields are endlessly fascinating ... an untouched page, a canvas, a mirror, the blank and silent distances of sleep ...
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