mountain trip | part II

wood, birds, morning, clouds, ... love waking up in here.

I can picture scenes from when I was little so well... My grandfather, sitting in the living room, listening to some music while he reads the newspaper... my grandmother, in the kitchen, humming self made songs, while she makes coffee, and french toast... people coming down from the rooms to meet at this kitchen table...

now, everything is so quiet, but, I can still picture these memories so well...

Holocene Bon Iver

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mountain trip | part I

Last week I took two days off... went into the mountains, and lost myself within photography and letting go

Can't tell the feeling of being surrounded by nature... many birds you could listen, frogs talking to each other from many different ponds and waters... wind blowing, trees bringing their flower fragrances all over the air... 

mindblowing acacias...

It felt so detached from routine thoughts... to be lost out there in my own... 

this house it's always full of magical nostalgia... 

fresh eggs for dinner... and the wild nature outside feeling so free...

While I was closing doors and windows, I saw a huge bird, with wide wings and white chest, flying really low into the woods... I guess I saw a barn owl

magic!

Broken nights - Angus Stone

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bits&pieces

a few days alone at home...

I found myself, stopping time for just a very short moment, but it was worth to breath it in.

The sun was starting to fall, the trees were dancing softly and slowly all in front of me.

A nearby neighbour was gardening while he had an old classic music on... while I was feeling the warmth and all that peace in my face, I tried to take in all that magic...

 Can't express how much I love this lilac... he has the power to make me smile each time a look through the window... he makes me get up of bed and reach one of his flowers, and smell it... I find him so poethic... I'm so grateful for this to happen... for him to reach my window and just look so beautiful and pure... Nature really has so much power

some days in my own

Spring is raising

spring's arrival

 *our roots*

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rain and pancakes

Rainy days in Spring

so much time spending it at home, while the rain pours down...

a rainy cold week comes ahead, today, pancakes and strawberries 

wish you a nice week!

still missing my camera photos, hope to come back to her soon!

a week...

This week was about a little kid I've seen grow up since he was 1 year old. Yesterday, he was turning 9! He's such a young man now... it was lovely to make him a little surprise with this magical book! 

The fantastic flying books of Mr. Morris Lessmore

I strongly recommend you the small film! 

click to watch!

Such a rainny day... has been those type of weeks... you could oversleep a couple of days of... I really got so wet... felt the cold rain all over and inside me... 

Friday...

somebody told me yesterday, my eggshell was breaking...