First spring story - discovery

Discovery it was, of spring at its very beginning. New bright colours appearing in the midst of still brown forest, and smells, trees and young leaves to touch. And run, run and feel the wind and sun in your face. Still cold, but undeniably brighter and well, springier :-).

Piú letti

Last days of autumn

8th of March

At the harbor

Puppet master story

About a bench