Colours π©΅π
Let's cook βοΈπ Banana waffles βοΈ
Today I went for an evening walk with one of my twins, as the other is still sick...
We walked through the nearest park, we were going to a cafe to eat burgers (I promised...), I had some soft music playing in one of my headphones, I was all in my thoughts, but tried to answer the child's questions in time...
"Mummy, mummy, look how beautiful it is..." I didn't immediately understand what he was pointing at, but then I raised my head and my eyes saw the moon in the clouds...
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" my son asked excitedly and I just nodded.
"Nature is the best artist," I like to say to myself.
P.S. Unfortunately I didn't have a chance to take my own photo.
It was a very, very long day... Finally...βοΈπ©·
This weather seems to have made me freeze today, just as I froze at the beginning of November. Then I didn't believe it could be cold outside already, and today I didn't believe it could be cold still...π₯²
I think we all have scars in our souls (I don't like high-flown words, but there's no other way to put it) that have already healed, but they will ache every time the weather turns bad. In such a case I know what to do. As my doctor friend says, "If you have a headache, you take a pill without waiting for a migraine." And I usually do.
I know which films I will never watch, I know which tables in cafes I will politely avert my eyes from, I know which conversations I will listen to without noticing the words and then change the subject or make a joke (thank heavens for my sense of humourβΊοΈ).
But it happens... It happens that playfully, jokingly, a light breeze comes and affectionately touches what should not be touched... It seems to me that if you touch (even gently) a scar on the skin, it echoes on the level of impulses. There is something left where it once hurt a lot...
The unexpected afflicts you, trows you out of the track, whatever... And you realize that even a thousand sweaters won't help and warm you in the moment.
P.S. I was a few minutes late for the sunset, I knew I'd be late π€£ but the colour of the sky beckoned and I'm glad I went... I think I caught what I wanted to catch βοΈ
Cozy morning π§‘
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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