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