And yet another picture of my mountains. This is what I used to have as a background picture when I played in the garden. Now it has been sunken and you can only enjoy this view from the terraces. I’ve been on the very top of this one. After a windy night and day, today’s sky was clear. As the sunset light struck the mountains, I remembered the warm summer nights having dinner outside and talking about this mountain, the witness of our daily life. And while in school, we all could hear the dynamite explosions to produce gravel and cement, the scars of industrialization.
December 13, 2018
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment