Looking at the world
this week
through blurry eyes.
Walking
( slowly, slowly )
down the street of memories
remembering the bridges of Florence...
Il duomo....
The castle in Prague ~
and the streets and stairs of Budapest
where we went on honeymoon.
Those silent,
loved filled days.
All of this because life has had
some hard edges.
Which memory softens.
Pumpkins.
Cheerful, orange orbs.
Being awake at the curve of the day
on Sundays
knowing I can slip back into the dreamiest
softest sleep.
Imagining my loved ones
wrapped in the comfort of their duvets
oblivious to the world.
This morning I opened the window to the
waiting October air..
soft,
like Cashmere ~
it hit me.
Unforgivably gorgeous.
Beautiful photos, my well travelled friend. I love all the orange - so pretty and seasonal. It is bliss being able to go back to sleep in the mornings. Sleep is the loveliest of sensations xxx
ReplyDeleteHello dear heart! Don't you just love the seasonal colours?
ReplyDeleteI slept pretty much all weekend. It was awesome lol
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Anna
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