“Sometimes we can choose the paths we follow. Sometimes our choices are made for us. And sometimes we have no choice at all.” [Neil Gaiman “The Sandman, Vol. 4: Season of Mists”] Advertisements
As winter descends and ice takes over ponds, lakes and rivers, men, bundled up in heavy, thick coats and hats and dragging along an array of weird contraptions, head to the frozen bodies of water that seem to call to them like sirens and spend hours in an attempt to
It seems barber shops are popping up all over Riga, so… I just couldn’t restrain myself from stealing a shot or two as I passed by this one.