Tag Archives: Cold

When the clouds are gone.

I do really hope that when the clouds are gone I will have the chance to see the light again, so in need of feeling the warm winds of joy blowing once more in my life.



The cold refreshes the memories.

The past few days were among the coldest of this autumn here at home, dark gray skies and rainy weather that barely let the sun shine through and the feeling that the hands will never be warm again. 

Yesterday while reviewing some images of my first course of trekking, climbing and mountaineering in 2007 I found this image of a place in the proximity of Nevado de Toluca, one of Mexico’s highest volcanoes.  This area was about to be where our group would spend the night with no tents, just a vivac and yes, in a really cold environment,  so much that I spent that night walking, watching the stars and taking a few photos.

I processed the image like an infrared to emphasize the sensations of the cold that many of us experienced that night eight years ago.


Waiting for Spring. Esperando a la Primavera.

Yellow petals on green


Tiempos de nostalgia y melancolía, el Sol se nos anda escondiendo, como si el mismo astro rey tuviera frío. A tener paciencia en lo que los amarillos, verdes y demás colores vuelven a llenar el campo con su alegría.