14 February 2011

all is white

celebrating the third wave of the amazing Latvian winter
out of the city it all glitters and the forest across the street numbs with it's silence, knee-deep snow and animal trails
(ok, ok, round here those are mostly dog trails, but that counts, too!)

so, besides sitting in a warm piano and guitar equipped home and watching the ice crystals float around in the sun as it blazes back from the perfectly white ground... and going about with that something/all-thing i label "stuff"...
i've finally sat down to paper. there's nothing like the sort of honesty of a page staring back at you.
keyboard is just a flirt anyhow. besides, learning from mistakes is fun. well, it can be fun. it's worthy.

have some worthy time with yourself. know thyself.
and stay warm.

1 comment:

mad. said...

the greatest love stories the world has ever heard have all started out as an innocent flirting here and there.