A Study of Spring Flowers

Although typically not very sunny or warm, March is the month of the flowers here in Romania, as I was telling you earlier

I received quite a few flowers as gifts; the potted ones are now safely planted in a friend's garden and while the rest have long found their way to flower heaven, they have managed to spark a fondness of flowers I never had before. For some reason, I never used to like receiving or giving them but lately they've grown on me. Last week I even caught myself buying a small bunch of them from an old man selling them on the street. Very peculiar.

Not featured here, I prefer white flowers. Yellow ones are the next best thing.

On a side note, Blogger has been messing with the quality of the photos when I upload them and I haven't found a solution yet. Why, Blogger, why?!

The Bluest Sky

Last weekend there was the most glorious sunshine we've seen this year and it was really warm, too, so I took myself out for a walk downtown. Can you believe this clear blue sky? I can't get enough of it.

Here's a photo of the controversial Memorial of Rebirth. There's a never-ending debate about it, so I'll just go ahead and give you my two cents about it: I don't like it. Sure, there needed to be a monument to comemorate what happened in 1989 but this doesn't fit the bill in my opinion. Still, it's as representative of Bucharest as possible and it looks nice against that blue backdrop so here it is:


No, it's not Cuba, it's good old Bucharest.

This little guy is everywhere. Perfectly hidden, perfectly in place.

This view reminded me so much of Berlin.



Road Trip (1)

We took a road trip to some rural parts of the country the other day, and for some reason I uncharacteristically decided to shoot in black and white. 

At some point we visited a small town/village called Sarata Monteoru that doubles as a no-fuss summer resort town during summer. Of course, at this time of the year it was practically deserted, which didn't bother us at all. It's surrounded by hills and trees and parted in half by a sleepy stream. Remnants of the communist times lurk about here and there: a ruined construction, an old statue that means nothing anymore and new attempts at rebuilding, shyly.

Here you can find some information about this town, with English subtitles.


White Light

Not much to say about these, really. Just a bunch of random photos that somehow make sense to me and take me to all the places I saw on a particular day. The light, as usual lately, was cold and not very camera-friendly. As the day progressed, it grew dimmer until the last glimpses succumbed to the evening and the trees started to look a bit scary.


Flowers of Bucharest


Since yesterday was International Women's Day, I thought it would be nice to post some photos of our latest stroll through Dorobanti, taking in all the colourful flowers the florists were showing off. I know, I know, snapping pics of flowers is so corny but they make such beautiful subjects that I just can't get enough.

My favourites are the white ones in the second-to-last photo. That window gives me a sense of peace and tranquil beauty.