2012 is all summer long. And yes I do have enough dresses for such a year. Just don't have enough of ideas for a summer Christmas decorations. Seems like am not destined to have a snowy, next to the fire place, drinking red wine Christmas. But hey! Am not complaining. Instead, might have a BBQ on the beach for the event.
Isn't it just the best arriving to a new country when spring kicks in. Everything blooms, and all is green. Fruit is flowering, gardens are going mental, arrival of the birds and plans for fishing trips. Yet, its still not to cold for the plea of tenderness to be rejected. It's a good year for me, because I'd rather have flowers in my hair than diamonds around my neck. Every morning is sweet awaking. And once again, the biggest problem is where to be the happiest.
As a four season child, a summer long year might seem too much. However, you won't see me holding back. Am as happy as if I have been eating poetry, poems I can dance to. I came to see a rainbow land, and am ready! Bring it on. It's like my dream 'if I were a butterfly' coming done. Escape from normality.
My boots are left in their boxes to sleep a long sleep. No teas this winter, no cozy blankets and heavy readings. Instead, pic-nicks, surfing afternoons, no milky moon eyes, but bright green and blue. Staying up to watch the stars and count the shooting stars. Ice-creams and salads, cocktails- its what is it all about. More colours and smiles.
A year of summer is nothing if it isn't an obsession.
Being so much in love.
No comments:
Post a Comment