Midnight. I finished listening to “Space Oddity”, and went to bed nostalgic. My wife was in Orlando. I was alone, with my thoughts, memories. The last image before falling asleep was, maybe, I think, of a terrible flu that I got that season. I woke up because a soft, delicious voice whispered in my ear:… Continue reading The Ghost of Winter Past
I hurry my pace to get there before the sunset. Besides the fact that I was late, I missed the stop to transfer to local trains, so I missed my station. Fortunately the place was still lively - as usual - with kids and adults enjoying a white Central Park. Soft hills dressed in snow,… Continue reading Mobile Photography: New York series 2 (White Central Park)
Last Round in Sight 