My nature of dreams is still there where the bananas grow. I don/t want to know where it is.
Nature makes me jealous – my photographs do not tell the reason yet.
I hope they will do soon. My view on nature is more accidental than targeted. From idyllic places I run away.
If I tear off a leaf I feel guilty and one of my favorite songs is “where have all the flowers gone .

All images ©Marina Richter