duminică, 10 iulie 2016

Sunrise


On the shore in the crisp light of dawn: the water and sky are more inviting than the beach. So I leave the sand behind and face the wind.
 The clouds seem to have a mind of their own and I could only guess the sun. Hmmm... So it's a game? Let's play!

And just when I thought the golden light would come and stay...
 ..poof! It went away!
 It was a difficult (and spectacular) coming back under the heavy clouds...

 ...and it looked like a big game of hide and seek.
 The dazzling daylight came not as a victory, but rather as a sign that the game has ended.
The show is over.


Till tomorrow!

duminică, 19 iunie 2016

Slow


Time to slow down...
 Breath deeply.

Take in every moment, every sound.






Let the snails take over!

sâmbătă, 18 iunie 2016

Today I...

Today I...

:: hear - kids tweeting around me on the beach
          - the waves
          - the bells tolling

:: touch - thick pages of a book so many love


:: smell - the sea

:: feel - the wind in my hair
         - the sand under my feet


            - the warmth of the sunset on my face

:: see - soft shadows all around me


:: hum - "I've got the sun in my heart and my heart in the sun..."

:: discover - unknown corners of my heart



vineri, 17 iunie 2016

Off for a new adventure


Because it smells like summer holiday already.
Because learning doesn't always belong to school (does it ever?!).
Because it's already been too long since the last time.
Because I want to be lulled to sleep by waves.
Because the sunrise became again an important moment in my days.
Because there's a hunger of wide open spaces in all three of us.


We're off for a new adventure!
So we're at home for a while...right here.


miercuri, 27 aprilie 2016

No plans

Paris with no plans can seem surprising, to say the least. Even so, it was true.

Getting there was the plan. But also that was where the planning stopped.
Getting out of the house was a must. But checking a long list of "to do" and "to see" in a new place was never appealing to me.

So there I was: ready to roam the streets, curious about my own reaction at the city I avoided in my trips for so long, ready to be mesmerized if that should ever happen, ready to try different local things.



 Miles after, hours later, with my head spinning and my heart full, all I wanted was to curl up on the sofa.

 The remains of the day... of my first day in Paris.
Here's to many more!