Summer morning, summer afternoon, summer evening, to me those have always been the most beautiful times and moments of the year, of my life. Thanks to all of those amazing and breathtakingly good artists I feel taken back to those places, to those pictures in my mind. I think, people take pictures of the summer to prove themselves that it really happened, that it exists. Can something as beautiful and warm be real?
Here's to the nights where the sand is your seat, the waves kiss your feet, your friends outnumber the stars, and even the chilliest of nights, are still warmer than the cold one in your hand.


Soft flowers




Bathing in the sun




Vain self promotion