As it was meant to be
I learnt a valuable lesson while photographing this series: never quit, never turn around and give up, even if it seems that all the odds are against you, because no matter how deep the night may be, how thick the gloom may seem or how hard the wind may blow, the tide can always turn around at a blink of an eye; light can always burst out from nowhere, somehow it always finds a way to crack the curtain of fog, chasing away the dark clouds, revealing the pure beauty of a new born day.
Emerald mirror
Dawn breaking over Retezat mountains, painting the mirror of Bucura lake with colours and light.
Cold gray sea
The cold grey sea, it waits for me
And the foaming waves call me down
To howling winds and a steel blue sky
But the cold grey sea calls forever
And the foaming waves call me down
To howling winds and a steel blue sky
But the cold grey sea calls forever
