Les journées s'étirent...et les bourgeons éclatent.
Toujours cette sève du renouveau.
Un éternel recommencement.
Parfois, ou souvent,
il m'arrive de créer une galerie témoin d'une simple balade.
Sans artifice, sans grand art...
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Signs here and there that the new season
as always,
has arrived.
There is more grey than sun
When all you can do is take a break
It still all feels like paintings to my eyes...
The snow has turned into many ponds and small lakes
flooding grounds that will reclaim their dryness
soon...
Sometimes or often, i create a gallery in simplicity
no great art, simple shots of what was there...
