Unfurl wings.

“He learned to think, but he no longer knew how to fly, because he had lost his love of flying and he did nothing but remember the times when he flew effortlessly”

Ernest Hemingway

I walked for hours looking for inspiration for a new photograph. I looked in the flowers around me, in the shapes that the scribbled and scattered architecture around me drew, and nothing. Then I looked in the branches of the trees, and nothing. I lowered my gaze and suddenly, surprisingly, I found this beautiful photo in front of me. The shell of a bird's egg, one that decided to take flight and challenge the capricious and relentless gravity. And he made me think a lot. Humans should be able to let go of comfort and attachment to the nest that protects us. And fly, fight against gravity and storm, defy winds and rain and cold, and give everything to achieve our dreams.