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.
– Isabella! – What are you doing on the other side of the window? “I’m looking at one of the most beautiful landscapes that I have ever seen. “I know, the mountains,” Olivia murmured. Turning back, Olivia’s face was serious and thoughtful. – I’m going to photograph you. Advertisements
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. Advertisements
Rita looked at her white and slender fingers with a thrill that she could not avoid. The strong breeze in the air was so intense, trees whispered to each other the most beautiful songs from nature and floating yellow and lilac petals through fields. The wind wave some of her hair, her clear-colored eyes sparkle as time … More Imagining the universe at the top of the mountain!
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. Advertisements
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. Advertisements
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. Advertisements
I ran my fingers over the photograph, felt the wind running through the hair, for a moment, I imagined myself staring at the horizon and trying to reach Berlengas Island. – David,- Eleonor said casually. – Did you know that it is one of the best places on the Portuguese coast for underwater activities? Advertisements
At that place, the scenery seemed to have come out of a movie. While it was a day, I explored every corner of the mountain until I found a charming house … – Hello! My name is Jacob and I live in one of these houses. May I help you? – Good afternoon! said Rita … More Lost