spending a wonderful spring afternoon in the countryside, walking the dogs, feeling there’s something out there awakening, picking beans  and cooking with the kinks...  life could be so easy

 

perhaps the truth depends on a walk among the mountains

i've finished my first apron, imperfect and full of mistakes, as many things in life.
i don't mind, spring time is doing me good!

when we visited it, we didn't know anything about this ghost village but while being there, we could notice we were missing something.... good location, just in the middle of a valley close to a river, well communicated and not so little... why?

in the name of progress (WTF!) another sad story. you can read it here

where witches and warlocks celebrate their sabbaths



hiking with ladies

always much more fun with good company