Some photos from my last trip to my mother’s hometown.
I wanted to stay there longer…much, much longer. Spring was a perfect time of the year to walk around the houses, out of the village, into the mountain.
The wildness of weeds, vines, tall grasses, branches – intoxicating. I need a better lens.
More narratives and photos to come, perhaps in the next few days.
Categories: **ENGLISH**, 10. Travel, 2. Diary
I see improvement!ryan
Ryan – thanks for your complement, and for inspiring me.