Someone said that all my photos are sad.
I think they are rather melancholic, re-building a warm past full of impossible to control smell of cookies, chocolate and hot cocoa.
Adding a bit of colour in a much desired white or cream house of mine, with beams of light entering through the window.
Adding the Doris Day, Nat King Cole, Katie Melua or Glen Hansard to an imaginary musical background.
Telling a story to a curly and smiling kid. Watching a bird singing in the chestnut tree or apple in front of my window.
Swimming in a perfect clear blue water. Walking in the forest at the beginning of spring. Not carrying about rain.
Reading Murakami or Calvino. Traveling with a train. Speaking about elephants who are trying to find their way out to Nirvana.
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