silvio francesco zincolini:
Nostalgie di una barca ...
ClickMary84:
Golden & Blue Hour Blending
ClickMary84:
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silvio francesco zincolini:
Niña, Pinta e Santa Maria
Kristel Van Loock:
view on Leuven trainstation and the Provinciehuis from the Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Park Belle-Vue in Kessel-Lo
silvio francesco zincolini:
Ogni tramonto non é uguale per tutti, ricordati di immaginare come viene vissuto da chi passa accanto a te. - Every sunset is not the same for everyone, remember to imagine how it is experienced by those who pass by you.
silvio francesco zincolini:
Ali che vogliono volare ...
silvio francesco zincolini:
Incendio dei ricordi ... Fire of Memories...
silvio francesco zincolini:
My gift is the quiet time spent with you... Il mio regalo é del tempo passato in silenzio con te ...
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Abdij van Park - Heverlee (Leuven)
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Abdij van Park - Heverlee (Leuven)
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Abdij van Park - Heverlee (Leuven)
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Abdij van Park - Heverlee (Leuven)
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Abdij van Park - Heverlee (Leuven)
Kristel Van Loock:
Sunsetvibes @Abdij van Park - Heverlee (Leuven)
Giuseppe (Cenc) Fappani:
Chiesetta Sconsacrata
silvio francesco zincolini:
Passano le nuvole, cariche di notizie. La lettera che non è arrivata si accartoccia nella mia mano.N.Hikmet.. The clouds pass by, laden with news. The letter that didn't arrive crumples in my hand.N.Hikmet