Sitting now in my room in this grey and rainy Sunday afternoon, it seems my trip to Loch Lomond took place in a parallel world. It was only last Sunday, Easter Sunday, and I was blessed with some sunshine on my way up Conic Hill. When planning my trip to Glasgow, I also wanted to … Continue reading the magical view of Loch Lomond
Last year, Easter 2017, I have stepped my feet in a country with which I completely fell in love with. That country was Scotland and could not stop thinking about going back since then. So, Easter 2018, had Scotland as a destination as well. I was afraid the spell would be broken. I thought all … Continue reading this time Glasgow, where the past meets the future
Life is not fair, we all hear about this since we were born. Possibly the only real truth we've been told about life, despite said often and with levity. Europe has been assaulted by an unpredictable freezing cold wave when we had been promised the start of warm, spring echoing days. Thus my heart might be … Continue reading the snow that came when we were promised spring
I can't even describe how much I was craving for a sunny Saturday or Sunday to finally be able to emerge a little bit in nature, getting my shoes dirty and take my camera close to my chest. After a couple of rough months - awful winter days, illness, kind of dealing with depression - … Continue reading The charms of faded grandeur
A second trip to Paris was all I needed to be convinced that I cannot like Paris. This city where everyone seems to see some sort of magic and charm that I am unable to understand. It's quite frustrating, but it's true and I must admit it. I don't like Paris. Done. It's out there. … Continue reading A flash trip to Paris
The Winged Bone 