Yeap, around 3pm I left the city jam behind me, for a while - fields I'm coming!
Its almost funny how able we are to get attached to something/someone in a short time.
I had to recover my laptop before the trip, not to mention my optimism about using it never again and deleting EVERYTHING.
Small screen - finally I will use glasses.
Older version of LR + none of my presets.
Also, few photos which I came across, was convinced I had lost them (no need to mention how long I've been yammering about it)
Late summer days if I remember well, I had no tripod with me, so I used plant stems and a backpack as support.
Hah, some stories I wrote over time are still stored in this almost death laptop.
Everyone is saying something, and I don't understand anything.
I formed my own world, formed a new routine, I am calm.
Here and there, a nerve plays in me when I hear the commotion in the street around midnight through the open window.
Every day the weather is getting nicer, the sun is getting brighter and the air somehow smells like I'm breathing it for the first time.
I sit at the window, smoke a cigarette and look at the window across mine, always the same light, always the same place where the same woman is sitting.
I'm thinking of changing the lens and making some shots, but I won't, some moments should stay as they are.
(quarantine records)
Thank you @monochromes, this is my entry for the #monomad challenge, and thank you all for your time and interest in what I do 🙌
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