Some instants are immensely precious, small enchanting and magical gems, that one after the other, patiently and with time, create that jewel called life. (more…)
Winter, here on the Alps, seems like an endless season. During these first part of the year, there has not been so much snow, but a freezing wind. Tiny little ice crystal give me the illusion of candid landscape. It’s a less intense white, not uniform at all, but it’s my own make-believe wintery world, and it’s beautiful anyway. (more…)
