When people say that they feel themselves in photographs, I tend to think they are exaggerating. This was before I found this photograph, that is. Cold, crisp, lonely... I can feel the chills. I want to see my breath fade into the coldness of the air.
fate or coincidence? I'm going to riga for new years tomorrow and what do I find today? a beautiful picture of my favorite fountain in Riga.. and i never see pictures from latvia here... thank you for this