Dream

“most importantly love
like it’s the only thing you know
at the end of the day
all this means nothing
this page
where you’re sitting
your degree
your job
your money
nothing even matters
except love and human connection
who you loved
and how deeply you loved them
how you touched the people around you
and how much you gave them”

-Rupi Kaur

Fire with and within us..

This one is a story through rather scenes..

We had our last bigger trip few weeks ago to Drave (https://www.google.pt/maps/place/Drave/data=!4m2!3m1!1s0xd235d6c26be1ab1:0x72129770c80d5a78?sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwinvpXx4vjPAhXLXRoKHbDcB9AQ8gEIGDAA) after all this area was burned. It was beautiful and sad at the same time. Nature itself is an art but after this kind of occasions turn nature´s scenery into living canvas. All green was turned to brownish-yellowish, only very few places had little green leaves or baby-flowers growing. Our surroundings were full of cremated trees, if you barely scraped yourself onto those, you bet you smudged your clothes. We were driving around and imaging ourselves living in those little villages before the fire came.. How can so beautiful thing at the same time be such a tragedy?

Read more: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2016_Portugal_wildfires