Hibernation

The door to the paradise is oficially closed. Don't even think to visit me now! It's not warm, it's HOT here in summer time!   The nature and tourism  already started  hibernation.   For unlimited time.  Until next rainy season.  The Green only exists in my dreams and faraway forests...  Well, maybe in my cactus skin too...



 



Salty Sunday

 

Weekend Mood

"Food is our common ground, a universal experience."      (James Beard)

To All and Each of You

This is my little dedication to the people, who help me to come back and bloom again. It's not like I've been lost, I just have forgotten something very important inside of me - the need to live a creative life. So I feel very gratefull, being reminded how important is to express yourself. Thank you! The ones, who's blogs inspiering me. The ones, who look here for inspiration. The housewives. The professionals giving advises. The photographers. The book readers. Blogs about travelling. Sharing the joy of having children. Crafts. Art studies. Lovely pets. Birdwatching. Reflecting. Laughing and crying...  You all amase me! By reminding me, how amasing place we live in and what an amasing people we are! I hope, you will never stop doing that. :)  Thank you, EVERYONE!

My special love I send to Inga . The person, I never met in a "real" life, but we've been in  toutch for almost ten years :)  Her strong emotions and passion for a life once hit me so hard, so I had to wake up and get out to the world. Thank you for the beauty and love you spread around!

And at last, but not at least, I am thankful to my Man :)  (I love you!)  His encouragment, wisdom and love is the reason I am here. He's always here for me. He's the one now and then generously sharing his camera with me. (By the way, this picture is from my pocket Sony ;))  Thank you!

The Fairyland

There are moments, when I am not sure if I am dreaming or everything I see is for real.  I want to pinch myself very hard, but then I am afraid that in one moment the beauty I see will vanish away... So I stand there, enchanted by Nature, holding my breath, trying not to wake up between the mountains sleeping Dragons or to scare away hiding Nymphs... Oh, I  don't want to wake up... 

I don't want to grow up either! The last picture is taken by my son, who still sees the magic everywhere...  

Sunrise

"With each sunrise, we start anew."

Cherry Cherry...

Some exquisite temptations are very hard to resist. And especially if they are sold in a big ammounts. It's impossible to pass by their inviting red color. Actually it seems almost purple,  like an good old wine... I walk between them, with my eyes closed, breathing in the seductive sweetness. When I open my eyes, I see the shining smooth skin, and my immagination immediately draws the juicy flesh in my mouth... The most perfect fruit, CHERRY...

Do you remember the last time you've been seduced in a such sweet way? 

Salty Sunday

 

Changes

When the Nature  overslept for about one month and suddenly woke up to put the blooming  hat on acacia tree, I know that everything will change now. It's going to be fine. Even if you feel like stuck somewhere on black-and-white zebra's nose, sooner or later he will sneeze :)  And the dead-looking tree will bloom again.  Don't believe me?  I didn't either, until I looked around...

 

 

Ticky Tacky Happyness

"Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same... "

                              (Malvina Reynolds)

Pride

Whatever happens, you stand tall and proud like a tree?  Malay proverb says: "Though a tree grows so high, the falling leaves return to the root". But I am not a tree, I am a human...



Summer Night

It's been great. Leaning on the palms, browsing the stars, breathing the salty air, tasting the food, talking and laughing with friends, simply enjoying...  What can be better than that on a warm summer night?  I think I am getting spoilt by that .  :)   And who wouldn't be? 

Salty Sunday

It's Time...

To let it go... Sometimes it hurts, but this way is just for the better. At least for me.  I hope... To finish the page which is full, tear it out, put inside of  the bottle and throw into the sea... Still there are moments, I  wish I could control them, but it's not in my hands anymore. Now it totally depends on high and low tide. But even if  a possibility of comming back exists, it won't be the same anymore...
Because I already put the final full stop.

P.S. Maybe it's YOU who will find my message in the bottle...

La Dolce Vita

Just before the weekend, let's party! Can you hear the rhythm of  dance of  the  life?

        Pop! Flop! Flap! Glop!

                 Slump! Splash! Squish! Blurp!

                             Pump-a-rum! Om nom nom!

             

                                                                 YUMMY!!!

Morning Prayer

 "They can because they think they can..."  (Virgil)

Look at Yourself

"Men go abroad to wonder at the heights of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long curses of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars, and they pass by themselves without wondering."   (St. Augustin)

 

 

Salty Sunday

       



Me - Cactus...

My brother had a cactus, Queen of the Night. That night when it was ready to bloom none of the  family was sleeping, because the flower  was lasting  only till morning... That's the fascinating thing about these needles  and pins, they hide the captivating bloom under the skin. So, which category you would put cactus then? Beautiful by it's bloom or ugly by it's  prickles? But don't you think that people are just the same? Judging from one glimpse is very deceptive. They can show you most wonderful bloom, if you respectfully treat them.  Thats the nature of the cactus. Mine too...

Nature Talks

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,

 There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
 There is a society where none intrudes,

 By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:

 I love not Man the less, but Nature more."

                      (Lord Byron)  





Getting Green

My little fellows in the Secret Garden are having fun. Jumping everywhere without looking, climbing up and down, splashing the colors around and just tossing themselves... Seems like they are  having a good time... Oh, soon I will have my fun part, digging  my teeth into their crunchy fresh green flesh!.. 

 I wonder, should  I buy a farm one day?  Will I have a big headache instead of  a little fun then?

Transcendence

When the Supreme Power  paints the sky with a beautiful HALO, it 's like a message from beyond. Get out of the stagnancy, make a massive change, just transcend yourself! All the way till no limits...

Fertile Monday

New ideas  and accomplished goals. "To do" lists and finished tasks... Have a productive week!

 

Salty Sunday

   

Vanity Paradise

The golden dreams of a better life are very well sold here. This island is full of nothing, except of nature, yet is very ambitious offering the luxury. And the future looks good in this place, simply because the past is almost non-existing... So, let me enjoy my walk through the palms next to the sea, as I live here...  As Antonio Porchia said: "Without this ridiculous vanity that takes the form of self-display, and is part of everything and everyone, we would see nothing, and nothing would exist."

 

 

Colors in My Garden 2

"You must be very patient", replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me - like that - in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day..."

(Antoine de Saint Exupery. "The Little Prince") 

If taming works on foxes and people, maybe it works on anybody then? Only I am not sure, who is trying to tame whom...

Colors in My Garden

Living in the house with a garden, even the small one, is not the same like living in an apartament on the second (or fifth, or fifteenth :)) floor. First, you feel like you have your feet on the ground. Second, you must accept a huge ammount of visitors ;) All kinds,  types and  colors.  Only if you accept them, the Nature embraces you with a joy and good energy. Still you have to accept the fact, that  two feet might be not  fast enough when you run after four, begging to say "cheese!" :))

Moonfull

Last night was The Night :)  Full!  Of the beauty. Full of mystery. Full of magic. Full of meaning...  Of dreams... Hope... Inspiration... Admiration... Calmness... Happiness... So MOONFULL!..

 

Opened Sky

For many things we are not ready. Until we are ready to turn off the thinking part. The brain very often stops human from being happy. So many times the doors open up offering the light and peace, but the doubts and fears doesn't let to make that step. Because experiences in the past and uncertainty about the future tells the different. Because people prefear thinking instead of feeling, they are proud HOMO SAPIENS... But only  "now and here" feeling is a really happy moment. Not in the past, not in the future... Did ever sky opened the door with a hope and you wasn't ready?

Salty Sunday

           



Home in the Heart

We all come from one place - HOME. But we grow up and leave it. And at times we want to come back. Especially when want to feel safe, relaxed and happy. But the truth is, when you create another home away from the native, might be difficult to embrace only one. Simply because wherever place you choose, you miss the one you left... So, what to do? Enjoy each place from all your heart while you are there. The Home is where your heart is.



Calima...

The  yellow crispy haze hovers not only in the air. It's dump stickiness heavily penetrates  my mind, my body and my soul... I HATE IT!!!

Violet (bluish purple)

Blooming madness invades my dreams. Even when I am awake feels like a dream. Colors, petals, smells, forms secretly wrapping me into the cocoon of imagination. It's hard to resist it, because it occupies all space, from the ground all the way to the sky... So what I can do is to lay down my mind on the bluish purple cloud between other clouds and to follow it's magic mystery...  "Purple rain, purple rain, I only want to see you, only want to see you in the purple rain..."  (Prince)



9th of May

This day resounds in a triple echo in my memories -  the Victory Day, my Father's birthday and the day my Sister was born... Unfortunately, that's only what is left. The memories. The death of the Soviet Union killed the necessity to celebrate 9th of May. My Father is resting in peace many years already. And my Sister, she's so far away! Luckily I still have her...  But can you imagine how it was for my Father, having his first child on his own birthday, celebrating the Victory Day? So let it be, the triple celebration  in a honor of the Life's Victory! Happy Birthday, Drakoša!

That's her, my diligent modest Sister www.drakonolizdas.blogspot.com

                      

Salty Sunday

                

Housewife's Dilema

I love them, the artichokes. So perfect and versatile things. The problem is, I am not so sure how to use them in the best way. Should I make some "flower" decoration, or just eat it up??? 

Deja vu

There are dreams that visit  over and over again. There are experiences lived over and over. And there are places... Just breath taking.  So behind real and unreal...  Simply because I am standing there for a first time and can't get rid of the feeling "already seen". But where? In my past? In my dreams? Marvelous  Deja vu...

Green Power

The spring is ready to spring in the spring :)  



Happy Nothing

Usually the weekend is just like a normal multitasking day. Before that the brain starts planing to clean, to repair, to renovate, to start a new project, to go, to see, to shop, to eat, to do... And here I am, after two days of doing... NOTHING! Absolutely nothing. Big nothing. Happy nothing! That's right, it's HAPPY feeling. Just looking to the sky until get bored, maybe move to cafe next door to grab something, jump into the pool couple times, turn some pages of easy reading... No plan, no time, just an easy floating... Sounds lazy? But have you ever tasted that? The happy nothing?

Salty Sunday