My sweet home Steiermark
I do not know where my motherland is, and to what nationality I belong. When I caught a glimpse of green Steiermark colors at Rathauspaltz of Vienna, where traditional national festivity took place, my heart gave a leap. I had feeling that after long journey I had come back home.
I could again smell aroma of familiar food, and how people around me spoke- with specific accent- sounded so homelike and nice. A glass of rose Schilcher wine, that occurred to be unexpectedly strong, increased my nostalgic longing.
When looking at governor Franz Voves standing by side of Vienna mayor, I recollected past days in Graz, and how once I photographed him in Schloss Eggenberg.
I always transmit my sympathy to those whom I photograph.
All in all I find Steiermark charm to be irresistible.
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