Coffee and people watching for hours on end, a duo of saxophone and guitar-playing musicians entertaining patrons, endless bottles of rose, afternoons on the beach, dinners that go from 9pm to midnight, sleeping in, repeat. This became the rhyme of life as I slipped into the Mediterranean pace.
In this part of the world, I find myself calm in a zen-like state. Time here is counted, not in hours worked, but by cups of coffee, glasses of wine, and naps on the beach. A whole week has been spent here before I even knew it. I try to leave but my feet refuse to move beneath me. If only I could stay here a little longer.
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These pictures appear a lot colder than I expected. Is it a filter that you used?
ReplyDeleteI popped up the dark blue tones which is just my style in post processing, I also shot a lot of these in harsh shade which is probably why some of them appear very cold.
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