A November in John O’Groats

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Probably she has been waiting for centuries for her mate to come.

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Bombs fell here during the WWII killing innocent civilians (mostly children). Today this lady is taking care of it!

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The 700 km that would bring me back home, were passing slowly. The night stopped me from enjoying the beauty of the landscape, but gave me the chance to isolate in the loneliness of my closed helmet.

.In this point, I remembered the time that was passing. I got afraid because of all the things I wasn’t able to memorize. For all the things I live at my small weekends.

So I decided to make the way back meaningful. I wasn’t in a hurry, anyway. I stopped at the first parking, set up the tripod, opened the shutter of my camera and let the time pass beneficially to me.

And for the first time in my life I felt that I was using, the time.

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Some morning in John O’ Groatc,

I will gather my sorrow; I will put it in a bottle

And I will leave the bottle in the sea, to go to the open ocean, far away from me.

 

And every time I will be full of rain, for no reason

I will come to the sea to leave my little bottle.

 

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Dedicated to the person that left pebbles behind…and gave me food for thought…

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Γιαννης φάνκης μύλων
Γιαννης φάνκης μύλων
7 years ago

Α ρε Γιωργη…

σου μιλω ειλικρινα,δε ζηλευω τα μερη αυτα. Καθολου ομως.

Ζηλεψα την τελευταια σου φωτο ομως. Εκεινο το πρωινο. Πολυ ομως…

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