Waiting for Summer: along the lupine road

Where I live, winter took its time this year and only really arrived in March. As a result, the snow has only just started to disappear a few days ago. It’s a strange experience. The day already lasts 15 hours, the sun is high and warm, birds are singing, and everything is still white. The light reflected from the snow is so strong that it’s hard to function. I love winter, but I’m really looking forward to summer, which will oficially begin next week, on April 23. I can’t wait for the day when I’ll walk along the streams again, looking for those bright green patches of moss.

Warm air, birdsong, and the smell of the season bring back memories of last summer. I spent it wandering around nearby places and a bit further away. I want to recall one of those simple June walks here. Its charm is in how ordinary it was.

That day, I parked by the side of an old road that hasn’t been used for years. It leads into a rocky, empty landscape surrounded by rough hills.