FROM HOME
to home
The beginning of a journey
ROOTS
On the side of the roads sloe - bushes , rose hips and spindle trees mark the approach of the autumn .
The landscape is monotonous form the train ' s window between my home town and Budapest . We leave the Little Plain along the Danube .
Back and forth . Twice a week .
Hanság
( above )
Under the chariots the ground sinks , and the thirsty worker drinks clear water with a long reed stick .
It is the land of sorrel , marsh and reeds .
This landscape won ' t impress . Its beauty is quiet and reserved . You will need time , wisdom and deep , meditative attention to understand and be able to enjoy it .
Watch the clouds and the greening grass .
AMARILLO
Not a crowded holiday - paradise . Nor the vibrant cities of Andalusia or Gaudi ' s Barcelona . The wild beauty of the Spanish countryside is that I love .
In the scorching summer the sandy soil , the shores of water and the bottom of the bushes is full of life .
Maybe you haven ' t arrived yet . Maybe it ' s just a matter of time . Maybe it ' s all just a matter of time . Be patient !
BY MARINA
To be continued
2021