Oncle Tom's photostream  

Every morning I look outside through the dormroom window.

Cycling seasons make the dawn hour changing every day. And right now, I'm waking up just earlier than the sun, leaving outside at the same time.

I found the ambiant colors marvelous, soft and warm at the same time.

This girl was carrefuly switching between writing, texting and looking through the window.

I first thought she was writing some kind of novel.

Maybe it was the case but in fact, she was also waiting for her lover/boyfriend.
He arrived 20 minutes after her, apologizing about the delay.

I don't remember seeing such scenes close from an airport… which is why I definitely love the train, for all the stories and the live it provides.

Since I entered in the coffee, I was wondering what could nourish their conversation.

She was calmly listening to this wise old man, who inspired me a lot of trust.

He was really passionated and expressive with his hands, like a music conductor.

And as I was having the feeling to know the guy, I wanted a little souvenir of this moment.

An intimate conversation I don't know anything about. As he is a total stranger for and of this photo.

Wondering if the photographer is still alive after that moment…

Really, no date with me?

Do you really know you am I?