the words come and go where can I find the anchor? unbounded moments the softness of a petal thoughts and pen falling apart
Welcoming the outdoors. Here and now. Flowers. Birds singing. Sunshine. Running shoes. Early mornings and fresh air.
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.Algernon Charles Swinburne
Finally it’s here. The season of flowers. It’s a beautiful morning in my part of the world, birds are singing and the sun is shining.
Happy new season to you!
Letting go in softness.
Noticing how tiny gestures brighten my day. Flowers from hubby and a ‘me gift’ that arrived yesterday! I’ve read wonderful reviews for this book, and I decided to give it a try. I’m not into mythology stories, but I couldn’t resist and ordered it. The first pages so far are great!
It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m planning on baking a few yummy treats for my family and lots of reading and writing. And you? Any plans for today? I hope whatever you do to be loaded with love and self care!
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Seeing brightness in the middle of the clouds. Wishing to travel, to fly in search of freedom, I feel trapped inside myself. This pandemic is exhausting.
Are you feeling the same?
Noticing and being grateful!
Yes! It’s Friday!
Tulips on my table
My journal by my side
Candle light - still dark
And you? What are you grateful for?
Dreaming of spring Underneath each petal A breath of hope
I found this beauty at the grocery store last weekend, I could resist and brought her home. A week has passed and she is still a beauty.
Have a great Sunday!