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A morning about my son calling my skirt "invisible" 😅☀️
Sunny, warm, all in the park... Scooters, bikes, roller skates... 🛴🚲🛼
Students from India playing cricket in the lawn, very exotic for my city ☺️
It's good that it's spring... ☀️
A few associations that happened to catch my eye ☺️
I'd like to leave them here, let them be ☀️
Happy birthday! ☺️
Morning coffee in the park ☀️💛
There's no time to write because I'm chasing the sunshine... ☀️
Trying to catch the rays that are chaotically tangled in the branches of the trees and in my hair... 💛
I happen to live next door to my college literature teacher. Very old lady with a hat and always jewellery 👌☺️
A couple of times a month we faced in the street, say a few words, compliment each other and go our separate ways ☺️
Today I only managed to say hello to her in the fast flow of people on the street (the city centre on a Monday morning is my personal hell 🥲), but I think she would be proud of me knowing that I was going to the library with "Onegin" in my bag to get a new book ☀️
Good morning ☺️
Long morning ... ☀️
Love weekend for this... 💛
I love these relaxed days after...✨
A quiet morning, taking my time to sort through the messages, getting in the mood for today's writing... As cozy and soft a shirt as possible...😻
Perfect...☀️
Tired but so inspired ☺️
Of course I couldn't just walk past such a bag 🤣
Meeting new person to me and we are both in a pleasant surprise. She's just written her first book and sent it off to publishers and I'm... "I'm writing a bit..." I replied to her and there was no stopping us...☺️
Everyone in my town is like cats in the sun today 😺 squinting, basking, stretching...☀️💛
And again about "What has warmed my heart..." ☀️
I've been to that exhibition twice.
An exhibition of French paintings - Renoir, Matisse, Monet, Degas... It was quite interactive and each hall had its own aroma. You could lift the glass lid and smell.
Well, me and perfume is a separate topic 🥲
But from the whole exhibition I was inspired by the scent of vanilla and jasmine that filled the streets of Paris at the end of the 19th century.
I was so inspired that I wrote a whole passage of my story about it.
But, what I want to say... it's about the fact that how I talk to my friends 😅 A lot and fast all the time😅
But, I don't know how, they remember what's important to me... And again, it's magic ✨
"I remembered you talking about this scent and I ordered this candle for you," my friend says to me, smiling and holding out a gift...
My heart melts...💛
Hopefully this is the last time the snow decides to grace us unexpectedly and at night 🥲
Although, knowing our March... Well, I hope these are the last snowy photos of the season 🥲
I think it's time for me to introduce a special topic/tag, called "What has warmed my heart..."☀️
I received a package from my brother's family and here it is... She loved KitKat 😅
Really, it's so unusual that you can't buy your favourite chocolate in every shop. No, in theory we can and do find everything, but...
Someone remembers what you said and then makes gestures like this... It's just chocolate, but it's deeper than that...❤️
Just coffee to go... Just words... Just warmed my heart ☀️💛
It's just morning 💜
We ran to the kindergarten in the rain, driven as always by my phrases in three languages, haha. "Быстрее, мальчики!" "Тизрәк, малайлар!" "Be quick, boys!" I think these are three phrases my kids will remember for the rest of their lives 🥲
And then... Then a little bit of magic ☀️
Where there was a grey sky and not a hint of sunshine, there were suddenly timid rays...
And I saved the flowers too ☺️
It's a good morning today ☀️
Asking for a book in the library... The woman nods, brings it to me and says, "Are you from the book club?"
I smile and shake my head in the negative.
"Strange, some kind of fashion or trend, you're not the first person to ask for this book today..."
I smile again ☺️
So, what have I got myself into? 🥲 600 pages, when will I sleep? ☺️
I give with warmth... And I receive inspiration in return... Love my friends 🌸 ☺️
I've lost so many things this winter: two pairs of gloves, my favourite beanie, my bank card and even my eldest son's sports helmet (don't ask me how).
But here's the thing: almost everything was found and returned to me - except one glove. The card was quickly re-issued. Almost always, people carefully put aside a lost thing and it eventually came back to me through friends or relatives.💛
This feeling of loss, when I was constantly scolding myself and my absent-mindedness and asking all my friends, "What's happening to me? I never lose anything and here I am..." 🥲
I think it's a kind of lesson I'm learning every day. Not to get attached to things or people, whatever...
It's a lot of words again, but I'm glad I have them.💛
P.S. A photo of how and where I sometimes work and write my texts. Sometimes sitting on the floor, charging my phone, waiting for the doctor's visit for my son, with a cup of coffee in my hand 😅