noticing # 29

green is turning into yellow

slowly

changes are taking over

nature doesn’t have hurry

the work needs to be done

at its own time

noticing # 28

earthly prettiness on my table

fall potatoes

green beans

green tomatoes salsa

many things to be thankful for this Thanksgiving, being at home cooking for my family is one of them.

Happy Thanksgiving if you are in Canada and if not, a wonderful day to you!

noticing # 27

thanksgiving weekend in my part of the world. busy day in the kitchen, but i still notice a few tiny things, like how pretty is garlic skin. love the pink and purple mixing with all the softness of it.

hugs,

noticing # 26

“Only you can take inner freedom away from yourself,

or give it to yourself. Nobody else can.” Michael A. Singer

saturday afternoon

noticing the sunshine

noticing the words in this book

that speak directly to me

noticing the flavors in my chai

noticing tiny bits of joy

noticing # 25

listening to the wind, feeling it touching my skin and caressing my hair as i walk focusing on being present. isn’t’ it a wonderful mindfulness exercise?

have a great friday!

noticing # 24

backyard mindfulness

leaves slowly falling down

dancing with the fresh breeze

taking their time to let go

teaching us that it’s ok

there is time for everything

and no need to hold to

what doesn’t serve us anymore

cinnamon

my friend Gina is the guest hosting at dVerse Poetics this week. her prompt is ‘comfort smells’.

i love cinnamon scent! it brings me a sense of comfort and security, takes me back to lovely memories: a warm kitchen, sweets been baked, a cup of tea and family gathering around the table in winter nights. nowadays i add cinnamon is almost everything i bake, and i love to add a cinnamon stick to my cup of tea and to my coffee while brewing.

so, here is my take to the prompt.

cinnamon

firewood burning

stars illuminating the sky

cinnamon

moonlight bathing my skin

magic and power

cinnamon

forest whispering my name

i’m safe

i’m at home

cinnamon

hugs,

noticing # 23

silence. walking and observing. it’s early morning, the dawn has just kissed goodbye, the sun is hiding behind the clouds. it’s cold, i’ve my hands in my pockets, only out for few seconds to snap this beauty. it’s worth each second. this moment is mine.