seasons

Every season has its beauty and I love them all and each for different reasons. But what I love that is in all seasons is the mist, the morning mist or late evening one, thick or just a subtle veil.
Every season has its very special mist.

Seasons

morning coffee

No se vivir sin café. Mi café de por las mañanas. Muy tempranito. Un momento mágico. Un momento para mí, mi café, mi principio del día. Así sé que el día va a ir bien. Y si no, es igual, por que he recargado mis pilas.
I can't live without my morning coffee. Early in the morning. Magical moment. Me,my time, my coffee.