You might not believe me, but I’m very strict about what I do and I’m the most severe and intransigent critic of my own photography ( in other personal matters I’m probably much more self-indulgent, but this is another story...).

I tend to find all possible and impossible flaws in my snap-shots and I’m always a bit surprised to realize they might interest someone.

Besides that I’m always concerned by the uselessness to show something personal in my photos, since my self-irony , my sense of ridiculousness and my certitude that keeping a low profile is the best way to not be overwhelmed prevent and preserve me from the occasional temptation to think I might be important (smile).

I want to be honest, I’m not humble at all, I’m conscious of some of my little skills, or else I would not be in condition to criticize what I do.
But I do think that remaining always aware of our limits and avoiding carefully to make a fool of ourselves, trusting too much what people tell us in an apparent praising way is already a good result.

This erratic preface is an elementary way to introduce what I think I’ll post in this gallery, which will be necessarily a bit personal.
I have already diffusely stated that I don’t like summer and I dislike a lot of other things that a majority of respectable people like.
If I claimed I’m sorry for this attitudinal difference I’d tell a lie (grin).

Anyway in summer I have the golden rule to not go anywhere and to spend most of my time indoors, except very early in the morning or under the pressure of some strictly necessary task.
For this reason I won’t’ be able to post any exciting picture of exotic places.

It will be only my little daily reality, even more banal than usual, whit the pretentious expectation to find something worthy in that.

The best way to start everything is to do it from the beginning.

The beginning of my day, to start it in the most positive frame of mind, is a cup of coffee; I’m terribly fussy about coffee.

Here you can see my first cup of coffee in this little countryside café which I have already photographed so many times (when you love something iterating it increase the pleasure).
It’s relatively early, about 7:30 pm.

The temperature is already suggesting the later heat, but the sun is still merciful and there is a light breeze, very light...

I can hear only the comforting noise of a little village early in the morning, birds, shutters which get open, invisible steps....