
Photography memoirs
Crumbling facades adorned with painted wooden adorn the cobblestone streets of Crete

Crumbling facades adorned with painted wooden adorn the cobblestone streets of Crete

On a cold winters day, walking along well trodden alpine paths, tired and alone, my muffled footsteps and frozen breath my only companions, I experienced a moment of beauty.

The light shower of rain settled over the cobblestone road leading into the heart of the city. I was struck by the elegant beauty of my surroundings. Alone in my thoughts, the silence manifested a powerful impression as vivid as the scent of winter’s rain lingering in the cold air.