Sunrise on the Icelandic shore is a monochrome marvel. Artic cold ocean meets black volcanic basalt rocks, spraying joy, freezing moments of bliss. Against the dramatic backdrop, they played, laughed and walked down the black sand beach of Reynisfjara. Vanessa and Ollie, mother and son, sending a postcard from Iceland, the land of fire and ice.
Oh Lanzarote, how much I adore you. Your winters tasting like good warm spring. The volcanic landscape brining me to Iceland or even farther, to the Moon or reddish planets. Just warmer. The smell of the ocean around you. Your rugged terrain. The stillness and simplicity of your nature. So raw and perfect. A minimalist masterpiece.
Early hours in Rome have their own rythm. Streets start to bustle as locals commute. Cafes serve morning coffee and pastries. Piazzas fill with brisk steps. The Tiber flows steadily. Joggers follow familiar routes. Vanessa, Jay and their wonder boys stroll down the city while the day begins. The Colosseum stood witness to their joyous time.
Welcome to the island of eternal spring and moonlike scenery. Its countless volcanoes, black sands, yellow and reddish rocks, the otherworldly nature – it all gives the very surreal impression of being on the moon. This is how Lanzarote feels. This is where I met the three beautiful humans – Alexa, Alex and their little Luna.
Summertime days in Tuscany start very early. So did we. There we were with Larissa, Jeff and their wonder kids watching the Sun rising over the scenic hills surrounding Volterra. Perhaps sleepy at first, all of us quickly fell under the Tuscan spell. The sun beams ignited our joy, passion and craving for the starting day.
Long before dawn in the Dolomites. Sarah and Gilbert stood there listening to the alpine birds singing, cows playing their bells, watching the Sun bringing the new day. They could hardly believe their eyes. ‘Is this even real?’ she asked. ‘Probably not. But I don’t care, do you? Let’s just stay here and watch.’ – he whispered.
Tre Cime di Lavaredo, the three handsome peaks were not lonely that dawn. This is where Patrycja and Mateusz also stood, hand in hand, waiting for the Sun to chase away the rainy clouds, hoping for what they dreamt of. The brisk sunrise filled these two beautiful souls with so needed warmth, love and joy.