I love my work. Because it allows me to go through beautiful sites and still register them with my camera. And I love the cold. Well, maybe I don't love it that much, but I really like it.
I was going to Fátima today and noticed the smoke coming out of the earth. I knew that there were streams around there. I could not resist to stop by.
It was fantastic to see that. I was jumpy. I just wanted to leave my car and work behind and start breaking new ground around there. I was so excited that I even was not feeling cold. And it was cold!
I guess that there are some places in these hills where the sun doesn't go during the winter. The road is constantly wet and we have to drive very carefully.
Before arriving to Fátima I saw someone taking photos in a bend in the road. I found it funny and thought to myself: has he got a blog too? I looked in the rearview mirror and I just could see some piece of white on the base of the mirror. I thought to myself again: such beautiful clouds. He also must love clouds just like I do. I decided to find those clouds from the high point where I went to.
Well, I was wrong. Although the quality of the photos is not the best, what I had seen and that man was photographing was the snow on top of the mountains.
It was so beautiful. I tried to know where were those mountains but no answer was satisfactory. Alvaiázere? Impossible. Sicó? Idem. Lousã? No. The last answer was Pampilhosa. Maybe. I just know that it was wonderful.
I love my work. Because it allows me to go through beautiful sites and still register them with my camera. And I love the cold. Well, maybe I don't love it that much, but I really like it.
I was going to Fátima today and noticed the smoke coming out of the earth. I knew that there were streams around there. I could not resist to stop by.
It was fantastic to see that. I was jumpy. I just wanted to leave my car and work behind and start breaking new ground around there. I was so excited that I even was not feeling cold. And it was cold!
I guess that there are some places in these hills where the sun doesn't go during the winter. The road is constantly wet and we have to drive very carefully.
Before arriving to Fátima I saw someone taking photos in a bend in the road. I found it funny and thought to myself: has he got a blog too? I looked in the rearview mirror and I just could see some piece of white on the base of the mirror. I thought to myself again: such beautiful clouds. He also must love clouds just like I do. I decided to find those clouds from the high point where I went to.
Well, I was wrong. Although the quality of the photos is not the best, what I had seen and that man was photographing was the snow on top of the mountains.
It was so beautiful. I tried to know where were those mountains but no answer was satisfactory. Alvaiázere? Impossible. Sicó? Idem. Lousã? No. The last answer was Pampilhosa. Maybe. I just know that it was wonderful.
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