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
– Oh, the great city! -Stan shouted and the pigeons flew with incredible speed. We got up early, to enjoy every second of our day, and the initial idea was to explore all the streets of Berlin, Germany. The streets were long and on every corner, we found monuments, squares, cathedrals and universities, they were … More Berlin, the City!
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. Advertisements
– 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
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
A cold December wind blew, and the families went out to stroll through the Portuense streets. The Christmas lights were scattered everywhere, the children’s voices of happiness were everywhere through the narrow streets of Porto, and the scent of roasted chestnut brought to mind stories of childhood that remained to be told to the little … More Porto at winter time!
Autumn came later this year. Bella noticed that the breeze was warm and stronger as the mountain rose more and more. Silently he began to walk among the rocks until he reached the limit and his eyes did not believe what was right in front of him. 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