Not far away, just behind the hill, and yet far enough from the so-called "civilization". Paradise is just around the corner, except in the place where we think we are creating it.
We took a long walk, first along the hiking trail through the pine woods, then down the country road to the old family house. The property is surrounded by blossoming field flowers and rows of plum trees, from which the best brandy in the village is made. As my dear said: "You see that it paid off. You got your hands and mind on grandpa's Šljivovica!"
Photos by an old friend, the Soviet Jupiter 37a, 135mm f3.5 lens.
Only a year older than me, but still in great shape.
