When trekking in the Yorkshire Dales, England, on a rainy day back in 2000, I met these beautiful lovers hiding behind the Thornton Force waterfall. They only had eyes for each other and ignored me, standing calf-deep in the cold stream behind my tripod.
I am wondering if they ever left the hide 🙂
“My love for you is like a waterfall, I hit many rocks and crooked paths along the way but at the end, I always end up falling for you again.” Jhoshua Pardo
Daily life in an illegal slum near an active railroad track – trains pass here on a regular basis dangerously close to the people and their shelters.
I spent my teenage years in communist Czechoslovakia, often lamenting on my bad fate, hoping for a better place of birth in my next life. Twenty-five years later, while roaming all the slums of Kolkata, I could not resist and texted my parents to thank them for my fortune. If I had a number to God, I would have sent him a copy too.