Saturday, 31 December 2011

Straight line

Sometimes this time of the year I walk staying with my head straight up- hopefully in a road with no car -looking  to the white sky  .

I guess, happy year

Sunday, 18 December 2011



When I was half a meter high, I used to try to imagine myself getting older or how I would like myself to be older. Well, I don't look like what I imagined. I wonder if I would like the result.

Sunday, 11 December 2011

Respect for the elders

no respect for the ferocious dogs that protect the house

My father's mustache is older than me. I should show some respect for it.