rataciri

a glimpse...

a glimpse of what? a glimpse of past, o glimpse of light, a glimpse of words unspoken, a glimpse of pictures untaken, a glimpse of madness, a glimpse of freedom...
04.08.2008, Padis.
a great day...

Maria

ar putea fi un post despre multe... dar e despre placinte. nu orice placinte. Cele mai faine; cele din copilarie; Le-am regasit in vara, prin apuseni. Teoretic reteta e foarte simpla. Poti face oricand… sau nu chiar. Faina, un pic de drojdie, un praf de sare ; framanti aluatul si-l lasi la dospit. Apoi rupi cate un pic din el, intinzi si umpli cu ce ai – branza, sau mere, sau daca esti norocos cu afine si o lingura de zahar; incingi trei linguri de untura in tigaia de pe plita. Le lasi la rumenit si gata. Teoretic simplu... da' cine mai prajeste acum in untura pe plita?!? Si totusi acel gust…

Ion, Gheo si Vasile

when there's no bridge you get wet

when there's no bridge you have to get wet in order to get on the other side.

sayings

he who doesn't know how to loose his sheep gets rid of his dog first; he who wants the dog dead says the dog has gone mad/ been hit by rabid.

the way. the lost way.

sometimes i want to draw...

but the nature does it all for me.

make it 3...

there will be rain... Make it 3. One for the grass where I’ve played like children do, one for the woods – where I’ve worked & one for the sky, where I’ll be soon. Make it 3.
& the bottle of rum was near the end. The eyes were blurred, the walk was no more straight. Searched for a sign from you all that time… & you, you… or maybe I... I didn’t know how to see. Make it 3 and I’ll be gone…

5 horse power / the guardian

2 horse power / hide & seek

keep it alive, keep it green while you still have it...

eco power / cycling

on the run

there will be rain

Whenever i see those clouds i know the rain is on the way, yet they look so fine. Once i saw an octopus on the sky and as I jumped to embrace her I felt the first rain drop on my face. “Don’t cry, sweet octopus, I’ll meet you in the sea!”. & soon the place around has turned into a sea.

the path

tranquility overdose

Tranquility is the word, yes.
A tranquility overdose.

back in town :(

but i'll run back in the mountains in a second...
28°C during the day & 4°C by night.