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Day Two Hundred Seventeen, August 27, 2011

sail me away

If I were to imagine a perfect place where I long to be when the world gets too noisy, and if I were to give it a color, it would most certainly be blue. Blue is soothing, calming, quiet, swirling, cooling, peaceful, deep, gentle…

Yes, that is where I would dream of sailing, into the blue

photo: composite of 2 photos: sailboats in Andalusia and Lea the little fairy

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Day Two Hunderd Three, August 13, 2011

little rider

Flamenco, bull fighting, music, food and of course drink have become staples of the Feria De Agosto in Malaga, Andalusia. A historic festival that has started back in 1491 commemorating the taking of the city by the Catholic monarchs Isabella the first of CastileĀ  and Ferdinand the second of Aragon in 1487, it continues till today every August of every year in the streets of the old city. This little boy was dressed up as he rode in the streets of Malaga on the first day of the joyful festivities.

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Day Two Hundred Two, August 12, 2011

intensity

A word that is born in children and lives in their very essence. They zip through their first years with a great hunger to learn, to be, to run, to eat, to play, to see, to experience and they do that with a great intensity. And we often catch ourselves asking: “where do they get all this energy?” They are acting as a human is meant to be, uninhibited, free, soaking up the impressions of every single moment. I love observing them, photographing them, learning from them and I feel so lucky to parent one of them.

Photo: Lea in Estepona Port, Andalusia, Spain

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Day Two Hundred, August 10, 2011

alone...

Someone once said: “you are born alone, and you die alone”

True words that cannot be argued. We arrive here alone, fragile, bewildered. We depend on our parents our caregivers to help us get through the first years, we search for companions along the journey to take away our loneliness and in the very end we face the unknown completely alone. No one can hold our hand then after the departure gate. Knowing that makes me value the people who have a place in my life so much more…

photo: a lone flower at castle Gibralfaro, Malaga, Spain