aufrais

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hello people.

i love this photo above not because of its artistic ~let’s say~ value ~if there is any~ but because of the person it pictures and what she gives me. thank you m+g for the wonderful times.

last night, i rediscovered mara djordjevic cd i brought with me years ago from belgrade, serbia. a true treasure. didn’t know what i was buying at that time. just wanted to get a souvenir of my visit.

last night, two nightingales sang all night. so did i.

yours.

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b. what are you looking at stranger?

m. i’m looking at you cause i’ve never seen a bull in the snow. can i take a photo of you?

b. well, ok. but i’m not going to pose forever so get on with it!

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on our way up to the mountains today we came across these two shepherds sitting by the side of the road.

i asked if i could take a picture of them and they both concurred. however, they wanted to know where they could see their photo. at that moment, explaining to them about my blog seemed silly and pointless so i just replied that i would go back to give them the photo. so, i am going back again one of these days.

more photos of our trip to share with you shortly.

love. me.

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hello people.

hope you are all well. weather here has been very gloomy and rainy. i quite enjoy it, though.

i am now connected to the internet at the studio which makes my life a lot easier.

photos above were taken this morning. my two companions pictured are a succulent and a ficus benjamin.

also, the large print in the middle of my wall collage belongs to the photographer stavros makris.

i saw this post and it reminded me of our picnic in the grove last march. photos here and here.

mykita makes some beautiful frames and photos. i have a few postcards of their summer collection campaign, found here.

love. me.

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hope your weekend has been great.

sunday afternoon spent by the lake having coffee with sister and girfriends; marina, vasoula and our new friend natassa, vasoula’s cousin.

what an amazing time we had; we laughed and laughed and laughed. you know how it is.

j tilman is playing non~stop in my head.

missing you more and more every day. i see you everywhere; in the beautiful sunset over the lake, in my latte, in the cobbled pedestrian where you used to meet your friends, in our sunday family table eating chicken soup and talking loudly.

wishing you a great week. wherever you are.

love. me.