Quite pleasant this sun we’re having, don’t you think?
I swear I don’t look for them. But they’re uniquely attractive in their stranger behaviour. Dogs? You expect things from them and they deliver. Cats? You never know what’s next. But I have to admit they pose admirably gracious.
Just another sunny Saturday at my granny’s place. Autumn is here. Patterns, colours, good feelings – also here. Summer’s long gone, yet parts of it still linger on my finger tips. I guess it’s the reward of autumn, it lures you with various tastes and decides it’s time for you to go into a deep emotional state. One you’ve been neglecting for the past three months. Melancholia. Grounded. Enjoying the muddy reward of hard work.
Blessed to still have a caring grandmother who looks after and makes sure an entire household with animals, crops, and vines blooms. She is an angel. And you can see her kindness in these colors.
