If all the hearts of the world rained
down from the sky I would collect
the yours only.
Mood of a Sunday afternoon.
Go home in the evening and get lost in a
book with something to drink, between
a chat and the other with your dearest
Nothing more than a more orange
'O teach me how I should forget to think.'
Take any evening and put a terrace, a
piece of heaven and something to drink.
And it's magic right away.
How many baskets have you seen
passing between one balcony and
I like the sunsets full of light, those that
burst from some hidden corner of the
sky and crack the earth's axis are so
Those who remember you because you are alive.
Everyone has their own.
A life with a sea view.
A great effort is needed to see what
is under one's nose.
I like balconies so much because they
are all different and they all have
different stories to tell .. you just need to
know how to listen with your eyes.
Loving one's work is the thing that
comes closest to happiness on earth.
(Rita Levi Montalcini)
illustration for @ladiesofillustration
Just a summer night.
That part of the day.
I usually hate stereotypes but "Sea and
Spaghetti" are the only ones granted.
Memories of each Friday night.
Yes. I love this weather.
“The outside doesn't always match the