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“When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.” — Ansel Adams
#4 45/365
1 streak
#1,037
Day 1,037
Day #1037
First poppies this year. Sun and then hail on our way back.
#1,038
Day 1,038
Day #1038
Work has finally left my home after almost a year 🤔 Back to commuting. Woke up before 4 a.m. A weird day, definitely. Need some time to adap...
#1,046
Day 1,046
Day #1046
In a hurry again.
#1,071
Day 1,071
Day #1071
Right behind the fence...
#1,113
Day 1,113
It's still "to do" rather than "in progress" on my reading list. Friday? Saturday? We'll see.
#524
Day 524
Day #524
Imperfect. Quiet. Absent.
#561
Day 561
Day #561
#563
Day 563
Day #563
Hoped the streak week is over. Apparently not. Not what I wanted to achieve. Need more practice. Meh. #theme-found-typography
#564
Day 564
Day #564
Nothing changes. Maybe tomorrow. Lots of things done and arranged today.
#630
Day 630
Day #630
Nothing. Just to save the project. Better scroll down and pretend it doesn't exist.
#649
Day 649
Day #649
#846
Day 846
Day #846
#916
Day 916
Day #916
#862
Day 862
Day #862
Black hole.
#832
Day 832
Day #832
Streak.
#840
Day 840
Day #840
The last day of imprisonment...
#936
Day 936
Day #936
Absent.
#937
Day 937
Day #937
On the way to my family home. Visiting my parents and my brother after more than five months. We haven't seen each other in person since Sept...
#845
Day 845
Day #845
X-ray.
#850
Day 850
Day #850
Birds. Lots of them, in fact, as our home seems to be on one of the flyways travelled by different bird species living nearby.
#959
Day 959
Day #958
Saturday...
#960
Day 960
Day #959
...Sunday...
#964
Day 964
Day #964
Hard to handle.
#901
Day 901
Day #901
Last walk of the year. Peaceful, surrounded by warm light. Just the two of us again. So many thoughts... Goodbye, 2020. I guess I won't miss...