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Schloss Weyer

L'Orangerie

In the backyard of the small apartment that I took for this week in Mougins, there are some young orange trees, ripe with fruits getting mature. Compared to the landscape of Austria, at this time of the year, I'm tempted to doubt if I ever made the right choice.

Lunch Breaks

Paradoxically, the only time left for keeping alive the flame at the altar of Photography is that scarce half an hour that divides my last morning meeting from the first one in the afternoon.