The Blue Hour - Ira Barkoff (b. 1934)
oil on canvas | source:
There’s something about trees.
We did climb
Zugspitze, Germany’s highest mountain
(well, with the help of a funicular), and got to see an amazing view. But climbing Mount Wank in pouring rain with fluffy clouds all around us and the steep slopes is what I remember most. And how my knees hurt a l o t when we got back down again.
Hello to me and my likes
Recently I’ve felt the urge to start using this blog again. Maybe it’s because of the Instagram break I’m on. Maybe it’s because this blog has always been about what I like and not about the likes I get. It could also be because I’ve felt that my English is not as good as it used to be. Or just the fact that I’ve started feeling old (with a bit more than a year until I turn thirty I should chill but hey, can’t help feeling it).
I guess you can see it as therapy.
Going up?
I miss these babies. Routine needs to be put in place.
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