I must admit that it is quite unpleasant to stand inside and listen to the howling of the wind outside, wondering at any moment what might be destroyed, broken, taken out, what might fly away somewhere, some part of the house. My home, or ok, the building I live in is my fortress. But only before wind, rain, water, snow, or fire comes. Then suddenly we all become powerless before these elements.
Well, nothing flew off yesterday, nothing was broken. We'll see how the next rounds go - today and tomorrow.
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 | Soul's Detour is a project started by me years ago when I had a blog about historical and not so popular tourist destinations in Eastern Belgium, West Germany and Luxembourg. Nowadays, this blog no longer exists, but I'm still here - passionate about architecture, art and mysteries and eager to share my discoveries and point of view with you. |