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photo : I took a photo of this tree last year, and it gave me the same show this year at around the same time.  Last year, this is what I had to say about it : this tree comes to meet me when I come back from my morning walks, I wanted to capture all its beauty before the leaves fall.

you will bump into me one day,/

and will recognize me/

perhaps, in the fatigue of my days/

Something will remain of our time/

in one wrinkle or another/

small moments will arise/

from the archives of our days/

we will remember.

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photo: path leading to Wharariki beach, dominated by the winds, one really feels  the West Coast. Trees have no other choice but to bend to the demands of the weather (one has to imagine the restless wind imposing its will on the trees).

we often repeated our eternal waltzes, which were only wind, but we didn’t know it. And we began to swirl again in the grass, all the breathing we had left in the heat of the day.