As every summer approaches I start organizing my summer hibernation, hidden inside my troglodytic cave. Said with less imaginative words, it simply means that in summer I become even more secret and reserved. I was not made for too bright light, for too sultry climate, for too noisy streets. I try to get invisible; I disappear in my small world, looking for silence. I allow myself to enjoy the most enriching and luscious laziness. I get even more disconnected than usual.
I enjoy the infinite freedom of living my own way. I work on the threshold of my imaginary cave. I feel well.
I hope to keep on with my book this summer and to develop also other projects I have in mind.
I know I'm going to neglect PBase too; my summer photos will probably be all as banal as this one, so I don't see any reason for imposing them to a few kind visitors.
"In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer quite the other way
I have to go to bed by day."
~Robert Louis Stevenson~