Monday, May 03, 2010
Sands of May
Remember that short story about that Romanian most east-southern place where you can find the almost perfect mixture of past, present and future? Well, while digging these days in the stash because of the 1st of May, this nice excuse for hitting the road and heading toward Dobrogea or the seaside and having good fun, I stumbled upon some other reasons for which setting camp on the sand and enjoying the Vama Veche spirit was really worth it.
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superba ultima poza! te indeamna sa-ti dai drumul imaginatiei si sa-ti inchipui cate si mai cate scenarii despre ce vorbeau personajele din poza, daca oare era 1 noaptea sau deja 4 dimineata... sau oare ce aveau de gand sa faca in continuare? sau ce-o fi fost in farfuria de pe jos?
Felicitari!
The tents, the chairs and the table, the plates, the skirts and the heats, the fire … it feels like a surreal gipsy camp; a much emancipated one, with the laughers and the cosiness you may find within it. And then there is the sea and its sand, the twilight and its winds … and it feels like home …
beautiful
Multumesc mult. :)
prima imi place mult
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