I planned to sleep until later, but I felt a very strong light through the windows of my room … I love my village. I love the sun and the burning heat. I love green spaces and mountains full of trees. Advertisements
I arrived at the airport at 17:00 in the afternoon. Were 7ºC at Porto, the sky was cloudless and with a perfect blue, but it was very cold. -Mia, cannot feel my hands. -Said Andrea with a trembling voice. -We are in April, I thought it’d be a better time in Portugal. -Answered Mia, while walking … More Number 7
On the night of December 13th to 14th, NASA announced that there would be a meteor shower. According to the news, the meteor shower of Geminids, happened because the Earth was currently crossing the orbit of the asteroid Phaeton …
Carol wait for me! – Jennifer shouted. -We need to get to the village in twenty minutes. – Why? – asked Carol. -The festival begins today in the village. Even though I do not like that music, it’s a very old feast, and the older ones tell us old legends, later we’ll tell our children and … More Our Village
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.
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!
The image stuck in my memory was incredibly beautiful. It was just perfect. The sky looked like layers in various warm tones, what surprised me most was the warm air that the mountains freed, nature is a mystery. I could stop time at that exact moment, the picture tells me everything I saw and felt. The … More Colourful Sky!
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.