The old part of town

It was such a beautiful day that I just couldn't miss out on...so I took my camera and my best friend we went to the old part of Bucharest. I just couldn't belive how wonderful it looked...all the coffee shops were full, music in the streets, so we just sat down and pressed the button of the camera a few times, just to seize the minute.
In this amazing day the old part of town, just became brand new!

Just a walk in the park

She was a little girl once, playing in the sand and riding her bike all day long...but these days have passed and now she's resting on the green bench, looking at her granddaughter playing like she used to.




He met his tree friends when they were very little, he took care of them, gave them light when the Sun didn't, stood tall while the wind blew and now the trees are old and even thow they're different in every way...they are a family!



How a bird teaches her young to fly, so does a rose theaching her babies to be beautiful!



This old girl, put on her make-up for a fine sunny day, cause she knows...if you're ready to walk, you're ready to sit.



He always wanted to fly, but he couldn't because his feet were too heavy.... but she is perfect, and now she is ready to go Bubbles!

Like I said...just a walk in the park!

In the year '39

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I am listening to this old Queen song and it made me realize that people are brave every single day just like sailors, sailing into the unknown!
I dosn't matter who or what you are, beacause fear is probably one of the last undiscriminating things left, and to be brave is to accept our fears, applaud them and always keeps them in mind!
Now as the song is coming to the end I leave you with this:

All your letters in the sand
Cannot heal me like your hand,
For my life
Still ahead.
Pity me.

Sepia and happiness

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They say sepia makes people look happy but what makes them feel happy?

Behind dark windows

Have you ever wondered what is behind the dark glass on the street, have you ever wondered what stories it keeps inside so tightly that not even a glimpse of light passes?
Well I have!