1. Sting's new song. Speaks/sings for itself.
2. Margaret Atwood and this poem. It's my goal to read everything Margaret Atwood has written until the end of the year. I already know that I will fail, so I approach her every work with attention and focus. Today this poem has grabbed my attention.
It's not late August, the air is not even warm, but there is no hurry and peaches burst sweetly in my kitchen. This poem brings back a memory of lingering and ripe Polish summers, syrupy sensations that I long for.
|I found it on Pinterest, unsure of the original location:(|
4. Rain. Capricious rain doesn't bother me, considering the fact that it creates a strong barrier against my loud neighbors, this way they don't even peek outside.
|Rain on my chives.|
|She is called creepy Dora. I find her quite cute!|
|Very inspiring choice of colors. |
I love wearing mint green with the red (even though it's a blush!).