grandma’s cookies delicious, even years after she’s gonegood recipes never failthanks you for the know-how!
priceless moment no. 86
the after rain. in summer time. That moment when the rain is gone, but not too long ago, when the air is fresh, when you feel the smell of grass awakening your senses… that moment is a must have in the summer.
Luna mea alba frumoasă
Ne privești de sus frumoasă Ne întorci privirea-n drum Ne uimești și ne adormi Luna mea duioasă Când o geană, când măreață, Când ascunsă după nori… Biscuite frânt în două Luna mea petrecăreață Azi apari în plină noapte Să veghezi zorii tăcută Mâine pe lumină vii Luna mea necunoscută Un ochi mare lucitor Sfidător peste necazuri Te ridici și te cobori Luna mea tăioasă Nu lași more »
just a thought about… inspire-expire
I inspire, I get inspiredI expire, I aspire one for breathing, one for beingone for living, one for feeling
priceless moment no. 85
sweet spring rain It’s raining so soft that I can bearly feel the water drops falling on my cheeks. The fresh spring smell invades me. And I just can’t controll myself… a large smile has installed on my face, changing me for the entire day, week, spring… Sweet rain, I sing with you!
Paste fericit!
Fie ca lumina invierii din ziua de azi sa va aduca nou inceput!
Revin
Revin din timp în timp La ușa ta și sun Să-ți mai zăresc o dată chipul. Pe sonerie eu apăs O blondă nărăvașă îmi deschide Și mă gândesc cum de-ai putut Pe mine să mă uiți, dar îmi e clar: Așa un corp, așa privire… Însă în prag apare un bărbat Și nu-i al meu, nu-i cel ce-a fost al meu… Un trup semeț și iscusit la vorbe Îmi spune more »
priceless moment no. 84
sharing. experience. fears. behaviours. crisis. positive attitude. We are defined by what we are, by our behaviours, believes, relations and by how we interact with life itself. What gives us more options than the other animals are conscience and reason. That is why not only we can use these, but we have to. We can improve our behavioural patterns. We can be better. We can be healthier. We can be more »
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just a thought about… liar
If a liar is the man who doesn’t tell the truth, the man who tells the truth, who is he? just the man who says the truth? no one-word for him?‘Liar’ doesn’t have a one-word antonym?? is it so difficult to find find one so they didn’t named him?… hard to believe… seems like a dictionary conspiracy 🙂
just a thought about… me
if I were a particle, I would be right now in the Brownian motion preceding the new me
priceless moment no. 83
variety by night some sleepy, some still upsome full of light, some on economy modesome dreaming, some still at dinnersome at TV, some on internetI like to open the window, take a deep breath of colder air, at twilight or dawn, and look over the street. It’s so quiet, so simple, so human. I few people laugh and return home from a late party. One or two come and go more »
priceless moment no. 82
end of a perfect simple week-end What made it simple? Just being a common one. A bit of walk in a sunny day, a bit of shopping, a lot of fun with the kid at a playground, some cooking for the family, a lot of episodes of a tv series, one early morning and one late morning. Nothing special, just everything at it’s time. Nothing extravagant, just reasonable values.What made it more »
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priceless moment no. 81
a non-valentine’s day It’s ok not to celebrate this day, almost ending Feb 14th. It’s ok to be alone. It’s ok to have a two-special day if all the rest of your life is as happy as today. It’s ok to be different. It’s ok to not follow trends. It’s ok to have your own other special day. It’s ok to have great moments any other time. To enjoy life and love more »
o poezie fără nume
o poezie fără nume într-un cântec fără sfârșit se scrie fără rânduri anonim rămâne omul ce în scris și-a lăsat visul către toți necunoscuții lumii glasul sufletului sau răsună surd fără sfârșit sub albul greu și rece îmi face inima să tremure gândul că vine clipa când ecoul brut sunt eu doar un cititor uitat care în urmă va lăsa un oraș pustiu ……………………………. ………………………… ……………………………….. © Iustina Dorobantu