perfect harmony

i'm back from the holidays and the moral of the whole story is: there's a surprising amount of nourishment one can receive from olive trees. and fig trees. and oak trees. and from amazing, inspiring people you're with. and from the blue moon. and the salty sand. and the dry wind. and finally the greek yogurt. EPIC. i mean, honestly.

deprived of nature and greenery i arrive on 'the island'. the island that nurtures and caresses and comforts and supports and provides. i am dizzy. dizzy with so much love, wonder, energy and gratitude. nature provides and when we are in tune with it we receive so much. this time my summer break was also about getting closer to nature which i've been absolutely in need of. it has inspired me to the extent that now i know in my heart i'd like to live a more simple life closer to the nature; a proper wish which was growing inside me since some time. the colours, textures and scents of all that i was surrounded with kept reminding me about that feeling which i will not be letting go of.

'up and down' in the valley

from within; within the nature, within the inner nature, within the journey, within the path.

all well here; ups and downs of the valley. stillness and calmness that may turn into a violent wind. all beautiful and lots of gratitude.

land of bliss

it's blissful and it's soft and easy and peaceful - so am i.

cat days

i had two little kittens as house guests last night to look after to. ever so tiny and helpless. i've picked them from the street, they're no more than a couple of days old and with no mum in sight- needless to say, it was a sleepless night. hopefully, they will be united with a nursing cat today. it's challenging trying to find someone who can look after them 24/7 and other nursing cats that are around can be quite moody with these little ones as well, i just hope they will survive these critical days. unfortunately couldn't manage to take a photo of them, had my hands full.

all these reminded of the time when my friend marta came visit me in istanbul about nine years ago and we went on a stroll along the bosphorus. it was then when we spotted a kitty that was way too playful and friendly. marta insisted he came home with me (thanks a million marta), i couldn't resist and here i am with my cheeky, understanding, sensitive, friendly, determined, relaxed and playful cat. he's almost nine now. i love the way he keeps me company, he's fully present and always at the door, ready for a cuddle when i'm back home. here he is, when he was a wee little thing and what he grew into.

i-phone photos by dear adrian

all quiet

these images are from last sunday and have been taken around my neighbourhood. an early morning rain washed over the streets; clean, quiet and fresh. i was on my way to enjoy a cup of coffee with a friend. why i'm posting photos and having a difficulty putting words to them? well, because i've no words lately and i'm contained with excitement on my escape from the city. there's some sort of a word-less feeling, a way of expression, or maybe i'm just a bit tired of expressing thoughts and feelings in a conventional way. whatever that means :). have a nice afternoon.