The wharf

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Recently I was at the harbor of my hometown. Blue hour at the wharf. I planed to write something thoughtful about the area, maybe about my feelings.  But to be honest, I have no idea .  The only sentence that comes into my mind – again and again – is

I lost my scarf at the wharf.

So this foolish sentence is everything you get from me today ;-). And some photos :-).

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Night vision

By day give thanks
By night beware
Half the world in sweetness
The other in fear

When the darkness takes you
With her hand across your face
Don’t give in too quickly
Find the thing she’s erased

Find the line, find the shape
Through the grain
Find the outline, things will
Tell you their name

S. Vega