Saturday's

'Bright mornings.
Days when I want so much I want nothing.
Just this life, and no more. Still,
I hope no one comes along.
But if someone does, I hope it’s her.
The one with the little diamond stars
at the toes of her shoes.'

I sure do love the other poets and not only Raymond Carver, but just there is some captivating beauty in the raw, simple and common life he was writing about.
It seems so appropriate for this morning.
The picture is of my blooming hydrangea.

Just Because

And even when it is the least visible, it still can't be everywhere. 
U never get to feel it enough.

Taken on a hiking tour to Lukomir village via Obalj mountain peak, Bjelasnica mountain region.





Going Smitten

with Smitten Kitchen, literally.
Recipe here.

 

Into The Summer

Cool summer nights.
Windows open.
Lamps burning.
Fruit in the bowl.
And your head on my shoulder.
These the happiest moments in the day.
Raymond Carver

On Monday

'you belong among the wildflowers
 you belong somewhere close to me
 far away from your trouble and worries
 you belong somewhere you feel free'

I Hope It is Like Riding a Bike

because it has been a while. And I've been seriously missing it.

These are taken on a hiking tour through the Rakitnica River 
canyon and Studeni Potok (Cold Creek) valley with some dear, funny friends of mine.