How To Make Time Your Friend...

How to make time your friend...

Sound of waves, sunshine and greenery to soothe the soul.

There was once a little girl. She dreamed of the world through the stories she read. She dreamed of deep oceans, stags and horses running through the fields, magic cast in deep valleys, castles on top of the hills, airlands where flying lizards were gliding through clouds, brave people on quests to discover new horizons, ordinary and simple people enjoying little details in life...Her mind was infested with many thoughts and feelings - rumbling through and planting seeds of curiosity, imagination and wonder. In time, they were chased away by grey people led by mr. responsibility and mr. fear. However, the thoughts always find their way back, through all the mud and the weeds. Hope is still there, to grasp the good feelings again, but also to learn to see the real world and real people with their hearts beating for true expression.

Graphic designer and illustrator: Melpomeni Chatzipanagiotou

I can't even describe how beautiful this painting is. It resonates with my soul. And that also applies to other artwork by YuumeiArt. 💙😊

It reminded me of an anime with water themed music..

Diving into underwater wonderland

What to write about and when will I add some water theme photos? Well, I am taking things as I like it.. I don't want to pressure myself or approach this posts as a job

Anyway, what comes to mind...

A blue, tall mountain towering in front of me. Is there a way to reach it? If I was a snowman could I slide through the snow easily and reach it more fastly? Actually, I think I would rather be a reindeer and trot to it, in my own pace and looking at the scenery around me. There are small villages on the pathway, a big lake with a long bridge shining in the night, a small forest with young trees and a clearing near the base of the mountain.

For now I will continue walking around the villages and observe the details. What I usually like to observe is all the little things that bring a certain atmosphere, in this case a calm, colourful and creative one. At least during midday, though it is probably more noisy (let's say hectic) during other times of the day. Looking at the lamps makes me feel lighthearted and curious. Most of them have a white light burning in a frame of coloured glass and are adorned with abstract, elongated decorations made of iron. The colours of the glass vary, there are shades of cyan, light orchid, crimson, lemon yellow, sea green and dusty grey. As a kid, I would probably spend time staring at them and wondering what fairy put those lights there. Actually, in a way I am doing that now. The lamps are part of the energy moving through the streets during the day and more mysterious and flickery during the night.

The houses are ellipse shaped with a sloping roof and mostly coloured in grey. Though, the first thing I actually notice after the lamps is the floor on the main street, it has yellow tiles and a few flowery patterns that appear in a line from time to time. The borderline, or the part in front of houses and shops is covered with small, blue tiles. Already, the colours invigorate my soul and motivate me to take part in a creative workshop. Oh, there is one involving flower arrangement tomorrow, that is what the poster said.. Well, I guess that is for travellers, because I can see the folk here know how to do that, I can see that by looking at the plants on the balconies and vases in the shops. There is balance and rhythm in the arrangement, but there can also be some fun chaos and surprising combinations. The shops and people are a story for themselves, but for now I will mention one more thing. And that is the sounds... I have heard in the afternoon the refined and clear sound of flute, the muffled or bright sound of drums and the music created by drinking glasses. I have enjoyed the melodies, but what also surprised me are the church bells. During the day I have heard a rhytmic and pulsating chime coming from them that shocked me for the first time I heard it and in the evening it becomes a hushed melody. The last chime is the most quiet one and it has been able to lull me to sleep nicely.

I usually never post food pictures anywhere, but this is a happy memory for my taste buds and I want to remind myself of all the good little things in life. A dessert like this and lemon ginger tea🍵soothe my soul😊😋