– Oh Evelyn, Evelyn, I’m so happy! cried the girl, burying her face in the flowers.
⁃ I feel so happy! – Holidays, finally I will be able to visit my family, my friends, I miss them …
– Yes,- said Evelyn. -I wish I could go with you to the Caribbean.

Liz did not miss only
 her family but the hot sun smiling on her face, the paradisiacal beaches, the smells that nature gave her …

In her mind, the monotonous murmur of the tourists was already making itself felt, the smells of the restaurants crossed creating a harmonious aroma, the people dressed in a very relaxed way, they heard laughter in all directions …

– I do not want to change anything in England except for the weather,- Liz said. -But even today is a sunny day, don’t you agree, Evelyn?

⁃ Undoubtedly – But until I’m dreaming of the of the Caribbean beaches, would you take me in the suitcase?

A laugh went through the whole meadow …

⁃ Oh Evelyn, Evelyn, sinto-me tão feliz! – disse a rapariga aos gritos, enterrando o rosto entre as flores.⁃ Oh Evelyn, Evelyn, sinto-me tão feliz! – disse a rapariga aos gritos, enterrando o rosto entre as flores.

⁃ Sinto-me tão feliz! – repetiu ela- Férias, finalmente vou poder visitar a minha família, os meus amigos, sinto muito a falta deles….    

⁃Sim – disse Evelyn – Quem me dera poder ir contigo para as Caraíbas.

Liz não sentia só falta da família mas do sol quente a bater-lhe no rosto, as praias paradisíacas, os cheiros que a natureza lhe proporcionava …

Na sua mente, o monótono murmúrio dos turistas já se faziam sentir, os cheiros dos dos restaurantes cruzavam-se criando um aroma harmonioso, as pessoas vestiam-se de uma forma muito descontraída, ouvem-se gargalhadas em todas as direcções…

⁃Eu não desejo mudar nada na Inglaterra a não ser o tempo – disse Liz – No entanto, hoje até esteja um dia de sol maravilhoso, não concordas Evelyn?

⁃Sem dúvida – Mas até eu estou estou a sonhar com as praias paradisíacas das Caraíbas, levas-me na mala ?

Uma gargalhada percorreu o prado inteiro…


Behind the scene: Part II


What would it be like to see the world in black and white? …
After a long internal discussion, it was decided to try to open the eyes and delude what you can see, that it is the colours. Our brain is undoubtedly amazing, can I delude it?
My first impression is that it would not be an easy task, but after a few minutes I realized that it is a good thing that we can see the colours, but there is something in a black and white portrait that I can not explain, the contrasts and the variants of shadows and ashes.

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Muir Woods National Monument

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For most of the journey, we walked in silence.
The path was for the most part covered with huge trees, the wooden walkways were sometimes smooth and there was a unique and fragrant smell that especially characterised the forest.
As I was advancing I could hear the sound of my footsteps on the sodden land, the birds were quiet and drops of water was falling from the leaves, so it must be raining.

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Today I will remember you like this, with a black and white photograph, more precisely black on white.
As I was carried away, I began to dream, what would have been the session of the French Joseph Nicéphore Niépce in taking the first permanent photograph of the world, in 1826, in black and white.

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My attention was divided between the girl with the bouquet in her hand and the forest covered with lilac flowers.
I tried to keep my eyes away from their perfection as much as possible.

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Palm Springs!



Last preparations for a trip.

My friend would take me to the airport by car, it would take us about thirty minutes.

I wore one of my favourite coats – the green colour with polka dots of several shades, jeans and a white sleeveless top; I was wearing something fresh to land at Palm Springs airport.

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My eyes closed suddenly.
A dense concentration of bushes concealed my face.
– What are you doing, Sophie?
He waited a few moments.
“Well,” he said slowly, “to remind me of my childhood.
“Hmm,” Alex muttered.

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