The day hides behind clouds.
The landscape disappears in the mist.
The colors vanish slowly between shadows.
Autumn in its late days brings up mystic moods in nature.
I embrace the dark times with its smells, its sounds, its secrets.
Where the eyesight comes to its boundaries, there’s more space for fantasy and dreams.
When night falls over Stone Town, the few lights on the narrow streets fight against the dark, giving a new face to the old town. Youngsters racing with their scooters trough empty alleys, street food sold for late visitors and shadows escapes around the next corner. And you never knows from where the strange sounds comes, echoing in the alleys.
rene bauer photography 