For you, Armenia.
Your spring will blossom again,
Your beautiful days will be reborn again.
After the winter,
After the hell,
The tree of life will grow,
Charles Aznavour.
Photo 1: The Khor...
rainy day
It rains in my heart
As it rains on the town,
What languor so dark
That it soaks to my heart?
Normandie pour la vie…
“No thoughts had I of anything, or at least that’s what I thought; I even thought I couldn’t think, but now I think I never...
Venice, Italy
'There is always something left to love.'
Gabriel García Márquez —
And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust.
In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam...
earth underwater
Sea level rise from ocean warming underestimated