Deserted streets late at night.

It’s cold.

I’m alone....

Confetti on carnival days,

Sprinkled in the streets,

As people play....

Even single trees,

Have support close by.

Side by side,...

A winter’s ocean,

Grey and cold,

Caressing the sandy shore. ...

Colorful wooden doors,

Hiding in corners,

Waiting to be discovered. ...

There’s a family-owned dairy factory in our village. They still use old-fashioned milk cans made of metal. I’ve never seen them being filled or ...

Winter afternoons in our village.

Empty streets,

A desolate church,...

I’ve walked through snowfields like this, leaving footsteps behind, feeling free. This photograph reminds me of a quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson: “Do not go where ...

Rings in wine.

A promise in time.

Will you grow old with me? ...

Bright colors.

They make me feel happy and light.

Tomorrow morning I’ll look at them, ...

Our town’s movie theatre…

Unchanged,

Since my childhood days. ...

Pencils…

Sharpen one to sense the wooden scent.

Feel thoughts become words,...

A sun-soaked desert?

Rivers flowing in all directions?

Or just a leaf,...

Frozen, head down, burdened.

Looking in the mirror I’m confused.

There are cobwebs within me, ...

It was a good year.

We made a promise,

Took a step forward, ...

A tiny droplet of water meets a teardrop near the tip of a green leaf.

I’m a water drop, what are you?

A teardrop....

If only it was so easy,

To lock ourselves together,

And live side by side.

There are days when the world feels dense and it’s hard to see the sky. So I look for the little things in life that help lighten the load: memories, ...

Leftover relics from our lunch at a small seaside restaurant... She ate them slowly, relishing the delicate flavor. And while eating, began ...

Sunset above the clouds.

You, on your mountaintop.

Me searching, ...