End of May

How can it be…


End of May? I mean really, when it happened? Half of year gone?

Half of such a sad one.

But to be honest, still, it was spring.

… spring…

Time for rebirth, change… okay, not my favorite time of year.


Somehow I prefer the darkness not the light.

Although… sometimes, when it comes to photos, the light is so crucial.


And sometimes, somehow, I just wanna hide here… in the woods.

Between those branches, trunks, between all those huge, amazing trees.

And leaves…

Because somehow the woods heal…

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