A naturally blurred night in my town. The mist combined with post-rainy reflections creates a magical feeling, so I tried to catch it with my camera.
Here is the Misty alley:


Walking to the nowhere…

Misty coast (the central beach actually):


And all ended with love: misty romance…

In the beginning… the Flame was blue…

I held my breath, but the Flame bent to the right… drawed aside by it’s future home - the ancient Lamp

It was quiet and dark, very calm… without any electricity. Old-school. Sentimental. Romantic! I love when the power is cutted off…

I know it’s hard to believe, but these pure, holy, sweet animals… well, they do sex too.

Say “NO to Racism!”. Yankee snail and Afro snail. Black and white in love…

The butterfly’s POSE 69. It’s amazing.
