"Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries." ― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

My happy place

“Just because the sun is setting in your world, do not think that it sets everywhere; just because the sun is rising in your world, do not think that it rises everywhere!”

Mehmet Murat ildan

Winter Marina Sunset