I think I enjoyed photographing these wires that feed the heart of the city like arteries...
They look very different against the sky... Crossing with plane trails, clouds, sun rays... It looks like art...π©΅
My thoughts: tired, texts, coffee, texts about coffee, kids, childhood illnesses, snow, coffee again, distance, hugs, exhale π€
Today I came across a video showing the handwriting of various famous writers. Fascinating video, I watched it a couple of times, sympathised with Sophia Tolstoy, who had to rewrite her husband's drafts π₯² (poor woman, she probably broke all her eyes π¬) and decided to handwrite a text for work (As if I have so much free time, it still has to be typed, completed and sent by email) π
What can I say, my writing has certainly got worse, my handwriting is not what it used to be, but it's an enjoyable exercise...β¨
Well, this is one of the most touching moments in the serial... Michael just did the most incredible thing, seemingly without even realizing it. (As usual π)
But I don't think she would have picked up the paints and brushes if he hadn't come and said what he said.
I understand her feelings very well, being a creative person. I'm lucky to have people like Michael in my life. People who look at my creativity (whether it's a text, a sketch, a piece of handmade jewellery or whatever...) and say, "Wow! You did that yourself? That's magic!" And it's not just words...
And yes, I wanted to hug him myself π©·
So, the last week of winter βοΈ
Everyone here is so tired of winter, even though it hasn't been too frosty and snowy this time... Still...
I've been called to guests, celebrating "Maslenitsa"βοΈ
Must wear something Russian π
Well, that was heartwarming βοΈπ
Coffee girl, as usual π€
Breakfast at lunchtime 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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