King of borderlands

 

I am flying, light and weak, over the lonely fields.  My wings woven with the sweet memories of you. ^.^

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Estoy volando, débil y ligero, sobre los campos solitarios. Mis alas están tejidas de mis dulces recuerdos contigo a.n.c.z. \^-^/

Trying to catch a piece of knowledge in the vast sea

A road from the end of a river until the shores of a sea – Ilo city.

Silhouette framed by a wave in turquoise

Ilo city has its river. The place where it ends to blend soft and silently into the sea is called ‘mouth of the river” and it’s plenty of life. Birds are used to paparazzi, fishermen or just walkers so they aren’t shy of cameras. This place makes me remember those old illustrations of the limits of the universe (our planet) where it’s a flat surface with the sea ending in a border and wooden ships falling from it…

Bird’s eye view

Life in the border of the universe

Those are some birds I had never seen, but my knowledge in birds is so poor that I don’t even know the name of the ones I already saw, except a pair as the Peruvian Pelican.

White king with soldiers

the exiled

It’s part of the nature of human to tend to think in animals as beings with human desires, as proof there are several religious stories, myths and fables. I cannot avoid to imagine stories. I wonder if they pay us with the same coin, cats seems to think that we’re their pets…

free to fly

Under the bridge

I photographed this place in August, in our winter; but that day the sky was blue and sunny, a little summer. The only signal betraying the winter was the yellow grass.

Bridge over the end of the river

There were rocks for foundations around it, I guess they are going to make a park or something, I guess it’s forbidden to build an edification in a so sensible area for the species. But sometimes there are people that says is poor and need the space (and when they’re investigated usually have even two properties…)

Survivor crawling to the water

Stoned crowd

Shores painted with dinosaur eggs of several colors. Every time I see a river of tranquil waters I think it’s a little Ganges.

Mirror in blue

I can escape!

River vanishing in a sea of light

Ocean

So I walked the Ocean (not on it, along its shores I mean, otherwise I could start a new religion :P) That’s a story for another day but here there are some views just a meters close to the river:

Philosophical bottle

Ship almost falling into the border of the world

Drinking an ocean

Flying, walking and swimming

 

The black spot in the left upper corner is a man diving in our warm winter. So… three ways of locomotion in just one picture :P

A stormy day inside

 

What happens when is the ocean the one staring at you? A sort of unlimited blue turquoise eye in the shores of Ilo city.