Bank holiday. Last year it was 25 degrees, today its 10. And raining. In the words of Rimbaud
il pleur dans mon ceour (pardon my french)
It doesn’t really rain in my heart, maybe a light drizzle. It’s more grey, grey and a bit blah. I’m curing that with a glass of wine and a home cooked dinner tonight. And friends. Friends make your heart less blah more filled with sparkles and colours.
Planning NYC with my girls back home. Looked at pictures on FB and really saw it, the same girls have been my companions for the last 10 years on all trips and important things in my life. That makes my heart sparkle.
I mostly choose this picture cause we look so young. And tanned. I actually have a tan.