The magic of Midsummer, one way or another, is always associated with being out in nature, in the countryside, far from the city's bustle, noise, and rush. Walking along a gravelled white country road, you finally raise your eyes to the blue-white skies, hear the trilling of birds, breathe in deeply the sweet scent of meadow flowers, and feel that alongside your body, your soul too is at rest.
A traditional walk with a camera in hand through the streets of Old Riga and Riga's city centre on the evening of 31 December. This year I captured the New Year's Eve feeling from white mulled wine and a caramelised apple at Dome Square. I must say, this year Riga was bathed in lights of various colours, with an avenue of 25 fir trees and a huge panoramic wheel at Līvu Square.
While digital camera manufacturers compete over megapixels, offering 5, 7, 12 and more megapixel cameras, technologically-minded people conducted the following experiment - they took several high-resolution photographs...
I am a child of spring, and so April and May seem to me the most beautiful months of the year, when the earth awakens and blooms. If we're talking about blooming, where else is the flower so celebrated and honoured as in Holland. The enthusiastic accounts of the vast blooming tulip fields truly prove justified when you see the photographs sent over.
This year winter has been a proper one. Although I must say, winter is not my favourite season - the cold doesn't inspire any kind of active activity. And yet, a walk on a sunny winter day among snow-covered trees is true beauty. See the photo gallery, created on a couple of such walks right here in Riga with a Nikon D200 in hand.
Yesterday - that is, last year - we wandered around central Riga literally a few hours before the New Year, to enjoy the decorative lighting worth 480 thousand lats, so praised in the media. Beautiful!
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