Winter sun, let’s go for a ride.

This kind of crispyness you only get early in the morning. Unfortunately I am not a morning person. Always wanted to be, hardly ever worked for me. Needless to say that it is in the middle of the night writing these lines, far too late to capture enough sleep to be close to alive in the morning.

So this is later in the afternoon, the shades long again, worth the wait. Country-side in Austria.

Below the river Inn forming the boarder to Germany. Charlotte and Georg taking their little babies for a ride.

Well, and this is taking Mama for a ride. Meeting Roel in Sicily for Paolo’s wedding. I have not had sand between my toes in ages. We just had an hour at the beach but this hour felt infinite.