[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves. T.S.Eliot
Sunday, May 31, 2020
Tuesday, May 26, 2020
Rain Stop
Well, I must confess that rain was just an excuse to stop and take a picture of one of my best views ever.

Monday, May 25, 2020
Friday, May 22, 2020
Sunday, May 17, 2020
Saturday, May 16, 2020
A top view
Not the best of views, I know. The sun is already down and the sky is somehow dull. Still, I wanted to keep a trace of my MTB passage on top of the Plabutsch hill, after a long time.

Friday, May 15, 2020
Sunday, May 10, 2020
Wednesday, May 6, 2020
Monday, May 4, 2020
Sunday, May 3, 2020
Friday, May 1, 2020
N-th
This must be my n-th iteration of the same picture over the years. Still, I´ve found someone saying "what a nice one!". Which makes smile, when not laugh.

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