While preparing a Summer’s end brunch I’m staring upon this beautiful setting thinking… How time flies…
At the other part of town there’s a slightly different vibration they do have a public restroom though…
Los flamencos hacen cola para un buen tequila!
We will camp on the farmers’ fields at backcountry creek …
A toppled thermos and leftovers scooped up and lugged away….
Deep and low vibrations resonate into her sunlit room
And then the wanderer stranded at this magical place and agreed to stay there for a while…
To seek the sound of sun steeped weather…
Remember we met in a time when there were Newsstands near every city-station
Deep conversation at the central station Neon-pub
Welcome to Chateaux Chevalier where we you can stay at our B&B…
Let´s have a Mid/city summertime Ice-cream break!
I remember that it all happened at Whitehorse square
Urban lemonfresh vibes in search of that sweet mellow sound..
I’ll be at the Good Vibes retro gaming lounge…
While laying my cards on the table I realize the beauty of this place …
Come find shells and enjoy time at our little castle at the sea…
This old town was built with a language that has not been spoken for a long time
On the soft turf that clothes the mountain brow, Marks the bright sea-line mingling with the skies…
Lavender Lemons and the smell of freshly washed linen
We sell awesome homegrown stuff on our way to San Francisco ;-)
Always looking forward to those Sunday afternoon teas at Granny’s …
So, the cooking didn’t quite go the way it was planned…
An old silent pond fish hiding under the leaves waiting for the sun…
Even in this barren Wasteland spring finds her way…
