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Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer
Maspalomas, Gran Canaria More Summer interpretations here.
Photo Friday: Soft Light
In the end of the sunset, Playa Del Ingles, Gran Canaria, Spain. More Soft Light interpretations here.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Through
I’ve already posted this photo to my blog once, bit it perfectly fits this week challenge. These are locked palms in a neighborhood where i used to live once. More Through interpretations here.
A-Z Archive: L Challenge (Lake)
Presa de las Niñas, Gran Canaria, Spain More L interpretations here.
A-Z Archive: H Challenge (Hot)
12.08.2010 – one day before I found out that I am pregnant it was that hot in San Fernando, Gran Canaria, where I used to live then. The day before it was 48 degrees, thanks to Calima. More H interpretations here.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Down
This is another challenge where I just can’t reduce the pictures to only one. So here are my few ideas of Down : View from the top of Gloria Pallace Hotel in San Augustine, Gran Canaria, Spain Stairs to the beach in Playa Del Ingles, Gran Canaria, Spain Me at the beach Daniela View from … Continue reading
A-Z Archive: G Challenge (Girls)
Lately I am posting not pictures taken by me but with me on them. On the pictures you can find some of my favourite girls including me. These are Silvia and her daughters Daniela and Little Andrea, Big Andrea and her daughter Ainhoa and as I said – me. Picture is taken June, year 2010, … Continue reading
Sunday Post: Expression
To be honest I had no inspiration this Sunday and it was really hard to find the right picture. Anyway, I don’t think that’s the best one, but I couldn’t think of any better. So here it is mine Hidden Expression Oh, and by the way, again the picture is not taken by me, but … Continue reading
Weekly Photo Challenge: Regret
We might regret drinking that. I admit – this picture is not taken by me, but it’s me on it.
Атлантическо безвремие
Донесла съм дъжд на Канарските острови? Донесох го, защото исках, донесох го с всичките си безпокойства, треперейки, чакащи да ги разплискам. Разплисках ги. Върху очите ти холандски, върху кожата, наркотично порочна, върху мислите ти, типично амстердамски, в които вписах се съвсем нарочно. И в атлантическо безвремие прераждам се с тебе безброй пъти. Уж все последното … Continue reading
