Tag Archives: palm trees

e la luna busso

e la luna busso alle porte del buio

(and the moon knocked on the doors of darkness)


(keep feeling) fascination

it's all about palm trees

again, there is something with palm trees i can’t get around, i just have this thing about them, and i keep shooting, fascination non-stop.

something about palm trees

i have a thing about palm trees. i guess coming from the cold and dark north they represent everything associated with nice sunny days, a warm breeze, carefree holidays with umbrella dressed cocktails. and they often line up very nicely. 🙂

counting the days

this summer breaks a lot of records, in parts of the world it’s hotter than hell, fires burning. in other parts, like mine it’s the coldest and rainiest summer since data recording started back in 1746. i don’t intend to speculate about reasons, my thoughts are with those suffering from the forrest fires in their neighborhood. still i count the days until arrival in spain. three more to go.