I need some vacation, far far away into the garden and then after a brief work I will deal with some nasty plants that are not good for the grow of the entire crop, orchard has some little plants that can and will damage the entire result of the orchard beside the low temperature in the past when the flowers for the trees are affected.
I sleep a lot today, the weather was great, thery nice temperature after that just do what I should taking some food, drinking some refreshments and than going to the pigs, taking care of them and now having a cold beer.
Yes, we are and we do a nocturnal activity when we are young, going in the clubs, discoteques and dancing… drinking coke, listening the dj’s music in rural balcania, we wore so free after red times, but a new gulag, more powerful and without walls just like a prison whitout a fance, with population segragated into clases defined by power of the state, we are in colaps of mind. In a good day, if you have a beer or something to eat you are the lucky one… Red gulag impose by tehnology, Romania, a bandit country…
In a tiny window of the sky full of clouds, a mighty sun choose the sparkling light to enhance a full wonderful climate, we are marching down the spiral of life with a twist… we are great about it and we do not take any prisioner… it is a option…
Hand in hand, a boy and a girl runing free in the park, dogs and pigeon forgeting the grey time that somehaw stood like a manace in the air all around… a wind like a feather realing some parfume of the bloosom of flowers and trees, old folks playng games and some music of the orchestra in the full swing reminds me that, yes I and you are still alive…
I live to talle a neverending story, a fight between a massive change of weather and some sunny days after but the real war is far from over. Last year it was a very good year for the trees in the orchard but that changed, somehow because a different pattern of north pole vortex so is thery bad for the crops.
At the first glance it looks amazing so everything will be fine, I hope big… Hm.
The small dog, a pet so adorable and so funny making all kind of noise barking seeking attention. Still not loving cats, going mad when is seeing one of them.
It is the right time, April the name of the game because winter is gone forever in his palace and we stepped just in full spring. Hm, I was busy with the orchard springle with some anti insect solution and some other stuff. It looks great but is going to be a rainy day tomorrow so buckle up with, take a cigarette and grab your coke iced on the refrigerator so be smart.
Hm, love the passage of time, it brings memories that are dear to me… Hm, I had many blogs in the past… I was wanriten badly but I have my motives, the demons of the past beside that a terrible amnesia was on me so I fight back giving what I have to the maximum but in the beginning I faced awall of granit so I was so so. Now is revenge time, easy like a drop of water pouring down on in a while… So, joing in the real world like it must.
Joining a walk in the park alone but is a catch, we are in a rainy season here in Balcania, spring always rain thery much… sometimes is hot outside and next day is chili with the wind blazing everything it touch… In the air bees and parfume of the flowers covering your inerself in a nirvana move…
Walk thru the forest… layng my eyes in the distance gazing all around and then moving across the entire forest noticing some change, reaching the limits and moving thru the edges of a river… sseeing many groups of fish justt wandering down on there, hm… then I take the road down to my house, seeing some cows and some sheeps feeding on the grass gren like a promise of new hope… hm.
Then and now sometimes I think to myself, nothing is changing but I noticed that is not true… still hoping big.
Love and hate hm, two oposit things but stick with me, we need to talk, a lot it seems.
Boom, make me move take a pet of cola and just fill a empty glass that awaits alone just there, music is laying just it should be, here far, far from mad crowds but still that magic touch… We are in full swing, just round the corner in that spot just easy and nice touching the feeling of spring… We are all set and in action, just need a motive, hm.
Going in favourites places, with power of imagination, just coresing a imagine that still linger, love that filing merging in with a reality that is always hush with big dreamers but yes, I am spending all on a single number… The rest, the feeling of a rain on the tip of your body and a storm that swept the entire universe and you are here in a big house looking at the big sky loving every bit of thunders and the all kind of noises…
Wish you are here, hand in hand gazing down to entire world exclaiming in a bliss we are in top of the world with euforic feeling just like a new born taking the very first breath of air. Hold down, we are there just like tip of spear, we are what we are… Jump in…
I was escaping thru nature, some trees are blooming with flowers some are expecting the power of the sunny days to come and the worm to fulfill the roll of future good and bloom also to the max.
Today, a day to remember as wel, it was a bleak day the sky filed with clouds and some windy condition so I had to start the fire in my room… hm.
Love the power of wood and the fire that makes, hm… join in and have coke… I am unwriten baby!
