Lucy in the Sky wants to see the dark side of the moon

Despedida tonight....

My heart is already broken to let go the one I love. "Fly fly, in a silver bird, fly fly awaaay..." sings Johnny Clarke in the radio program. I think I aged. But I don't care. What is incoming is full of new events. A new job, some new results, some new horizons, a new hope... maybe the opportunity to give my photographical work a meaning... I don't know, but I don't care : during this summer time I stoped expecting... I now wait for the crops I handled.
See you in October Lemon Girl, on the riverbanks of Biwako Lake.

Wait for me, Barb'Herderix, here comes Billy !