Author: tanu

When I was a school boy learning how the world was working, paddy fields were my place of the world and then soon a wetland in southern France came to be a place of my yearning for after reading a novel setting in Camargue. It didn’t take so long time to decide to visit there to see the world. It still looked enough simple like a connect-the-dots communication but, spending a hot-blooded decade, suddenly I learned the world was so complicated and life was not so easy. My paddy field is now just a parking lot made with black asphalt and I’ve never been to Camargue.

In response to the weekly photo challenge, Place in the World by The Daily Post.

Nobody wants to live behind barbed wire. There might be exceptions but I believe those thoughts are sort of politician’s hallucinations. Though it is unlikely that all of the lines have divided our planet will disappear, at least, the trailing vine seems to be taking the place of the metallic wire.

In response to the weekly photo challenge, Unlikely by The Daily Post.