50 shades of mountain...
While looking at the street lights through a window I remember how I as a boy, some twenty years ago, used to impatiently wait for the large rain drops to become first snowflakes… They used to announce dropping of the white curtain which makes all the city noise disappear… Today, I go to the mountains in search for that feeling, to feel the silence and snowflakes falling on my face, the life which happens with full intensity for us who give up the warmth for the freedom and unpredictability of the next moment…
