The night before, Rita and I had organized a walk to the mountains. – This way, – Rita pointed out, showing me the new track we had discovered last week. Sophie and Rita sighed. – Are we still far? – Sophie asked. Advertisements
It was in the middle of August and the day had begun with a small rain and the fog covered the mountains that protected the village. Last week, the thermometers had reached 40 degrees and a day with a rain was a blessing from the gods.
Everything was ready. We had packed the backpack the night before to leave the house at 4 in the morning. The idea was to catch the first light of the sun at the top of the mountain. We were really decided to go but still, we were not very enthusiastic, like the first time we visited the … More Watching the sunrise
I ran my fingers through the photography, I could imagine that day again. The cold was wrinkling my skin, and the clothes I wore on that day seemed light to the icy wind that I felt in the mountains, on the way to a small historical village of Portugal, Piódão.
Mornings were my favourite part of the day. However, the hope of seeing the snow-covered city of Poznan was very low. The architecture of the city was something that fascinated me since I arrived in Poland, could lose myself every five minutes as I contemplated each facade of the houses.
Marie was what naturally occurs to everyone – an adventurous and nature-loving girl. – Marie was as passionate as an Italian, as serious as an Englishwoman, lovely as a Portuguese woman, and as unique as a Ukrainian beauty.
A landscape was, of course, wonderful. As the leaves of the trees had diverse shades of green, brown and yellow; I was fascinated with such beauty. But suddenly a scream ran through the sky at the top of the hill. – Chloé, Chloé, Chloé! – Alexis shouted.
There was a cold wind in October, and Bella closed her eyes as she listened to the silence of nature. The heavy clouds were coming slowly down the mountain, and the fog began to thicken, making the road invisible to the mountain.
The light was finally beginning to appear among the eucalyptus trees. At that place, the scenery seemed to have come out of a movie.
May June July August September October, the month when the leaves are falling, and the coats come out from the shelf, but this year it seemed like It was going to take a while to happen.