Take me back there

Today's challenge is to pick a favourite picture.. hard one. Is like picking a word that descrive it all. The picture a chose is at the foot of Calbuco volcano, in Ensenada. I don't know the exact date the picture was taken, but it was publish in facebook (few days later from been taken) on February's 10th of 2015 by my cousin Francisco, that also took the picture. Why favourite? mm that picture takes me back to that moment, the warm moss under me, whe wind freshing me up and precious sun above me. That place doesnt exist any more. On April 30, 2015 there was an eruption of the volcano that is behind me. To clarify how close I was to the volcano, the zone of exclusion or evacuation due to the eruption was of 20 kilometers around the crater. This picture is like 4 kilometers away from the crater. It's a place I'll never forget, even more knowing that I wont be able to be there in a long time, And if I do, it wont be the same. But nature, huh? what can you do. Its also precious to think that this same process has been going on from like always. The renovation of life and the recovery of ecosistem complexity teach us so much about how we need to respect the process and be always looking after balance. 

One picture is not enough.  

This is also at the foot of Calbuco, but not that close, and before all the eruption issue, that same year on summer. What are you seen here is Osorno volcano and Llanquihue lake. It was taken by Juan Pablo, one of my lifetime's friend in a beautifull trip we had there once-one of many- and spent the night there. There was 4 of us, another friend and my boyfriend back then. The third and last picture is also on that day, but earlier. We took a psychotropic that made this story unforgettable. I think it is in my top 5 of happiest moments ever. 

This one was down the hill of the previous picture. What I like about this one is that colors are bluer, just like I was seeing colors in that moment, everything was so intense, exiting and interesting. I seriously felt the nature breathing with me, a strong connection feeling every single detail.  I remember the best feeling ever was to take my shoes of and run over the hills up and down, sweating like hell, I ran so much that I couldnt feel my legs next day! oh gosh so much to talk about that day.. but time's up for me. Hope you like it. 

xoxo, Gossip girl 💋💋