i have turned to the conclusion that april and may are the prettiest months of the year. everything is filled with light and color and you can't help but smile at each house garden or corner of the mountain, street or market.
i really wish i could last the whole year, it would make life so much more vibrant and.. yes, i keep thinking about this period and paris and it always brings me chills. for the past years i've been saying to me that i'll get to live spring in that city and even if i haven't been that lucky so far, i haven't given up. it will come true, eventually.
until then i try to enjoy rain, sunbeams, chilly mountain wind, flower pots at my window, peonies on my table that smell di-vine, tons of fruits, perhaps too many, 30 days of yoga workouts, eagerness for my fragile hair to grow back, i really miss it, a lot, roadtrips here and there, browsing for wedding gowns and waiting for my london departure to come.
this has been the northern spring.