This post is titled 'a walk', but it might have been 'a week's worth of photos' or 'what we love'. Because at the moment I don't have a lot of time to post or even to think about the things that are happening, but there is one hour that is more or less always the same. The one hour I reserve for taking a walk with the dogs.
It's usually a solitary hour (even though there are four of us) where I feel strongly about nature and see so many things changing incredibly quickly over a week or so.
I love how there Irises are just there. All of a sudden.
I love the geometry of the first spring green in the vineyard.
'Drinking while walking right in it' is a huge favorite. For some of us. It's difficult to restrain myself. But I've yet to give in.
It's amazing how rain is omnipresent. It's either here, or we're waiting for it. That's as 'May' as it will get.
I wonder about the grasses. Can oats really be growing already ? Grasses are something I associate so much with fall.
I love the feeling of 'this is the South'. This is the South because of the small huts, because of the vineyards. Because of the smells. Because of the ever changing sky. Because of the birds and the cicadas.
We love playing 'where is the 45 kg doggy ?'.
How lovely is seeing the sky after the day spent in front of the computer...
watching my mother fall asleep over a book,
finishing a child's sweater ?
But nothing is as funny as seeing what Akbar left for the cat after a raid on the cat food. Really, that's my absolute favorite.
We're off to London for a trade fair next week. Cross all your fingers and toes so that we'll find an importer.
I hope I'll find a moment to post. Because I'll meet a very special person I've never met before. My first blog friend meeting ever. I'm incredibly excited. Janet, I'm on my way for cake, coffee and London ! And a no-boy day.