The light dazzles in the skyAs the rain falls downIn the shell of a tree I feel safe, protectedConnected with the forestNo human voicesOr mechanical soundsThis is my refuge…
I love you. Or I use to. As steam rises from the mug of hot tea in my hands I am transported back to an ordinary winter day; when there was a…
Hidden out of sightthe forgotten roam the darklost in memories
These were the top 10 stories published by Photographs and Stories; you can also dive into yearly archives: 2014, 2015.