The moon... A silent spring night...
By Spiros Tzelepis
Every time I look at these pictures, I recall an indelible memory of a walk on a Greek mountain. The night was warm and silent, the atmosphere full of the spring smells and the moon had just started looming in the horizon. At the foot of the mountain, the faint lights of the nearby villages had started to shine like candles and we continued walking in the silence of the night.
Reconstruction: July-August-September 2002
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