A photograph is the capture of an ephemeral atmosphere, magical memory, always meaningful, if you know how to look, how to watch. That's what I'm after. I don't care about prettiness, just about feeling.
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Sunday, June 04, 2006
Shy Summer Morning
The early sunshine peeked through the garden as I walked out of the house this morning, the air smelled deliciously of flowers and warmth and was soft on the skin : our first spring day.
Yup, I know there's a contradiction, but tell that to the weather ! And ask it why winter lasted from november to may this year too while you're at it...
well... there's an obvious contradiction and I totally agree with nassim. what a shame, on you, natasha, and the little poor weather is for nothing into that, because it's not human, come on! wheather weather was human, he would give us sunshine customized for each one of us! ("for me a sunlight with little birds, s'iouplait* !") it is n'impôôôrte kewa THIS commentary, as I love them! (my english is so good!)
*in french in the text original (note du traducteur)
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Shy summer morning of your first spring day ?
... hum ...
There must be smthg I don't understand ...
Yup, I know there's a contradiction, but tell that to the weather ! And ask it why winter lasted from november to may this year too while you're at it...
well... there's an obvious contradiction and I totally agree with nassim. what a shame, on you, natasha, and the little poor weather is for nothing into that, because it's not human, come on! wheather weather was human, he would give us sunshine customized for each one of us! ("for me a sunlight with little birds, s'iouplait* !")
it is n'impôôôrte kewa THIS commentary, as I love them! (my english is so good!)
*in french in the text original (note du traducteur)
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