The shape of goodness is the shape of life sometimes lived in the cold and fear of falling. My cycling season lasts for as long as the weather makes it (im)possible. Cycling is my absolute passion. I do not care…
We all have a first love, a summer love, a winter love…. A last love. We carry them everywhere… And they carry us to the most beautiful places ever. Pictures from dreamy Bucharest in summer:
Life is irregular. Some regularity could be the spice of just about anything. Just be regular in small pleasures and irregular in others – such as bad decisions, mad dogs and carbs 🙂 One of the regularities in my life…
I come in many shapes, one of them being the “extension” of a two-wheeled vehicle. I am a keen biker and a keen photographer by my phone. Hence the poor quality of my pictures. Cycling is easier without the weight…