La mer

I woke up early on this gloomy Sunday morning, prepared breakfast with avocado on bread+poched eggs, answered some emails and decided to head out to the sea.

I have always loved to go to the sea in the winter. Everything is so grey and quiet.
I sat on the rocks near the sea, and there’s nothing that could disturb me, even not the icy cold wind that blew on my fingers. I closed my eyes, and listenned to the waves. I could have stayed there for hours, just listenning to the sound of the sea, watching the waves an knitting one stitch after another.

When I was a kid, I wanted to be a lighthouse keeper. I thought that I would be the first one told of great discoveres in very far countries, or treasures that some captains would have found on dangerous islands. As a lighthouse keeper, I would also have my little cottage, and I would head out to the beach everyday to collect treasures from the sea (seashells and seaglasses), and decorate my home with them.

If there’s a vacancy somewheree for lighthouse keepers, I’m available!

The Fall

About a week ago, the trees were still pretty green, and I was grumbling since the fall wasn’t coming fast enough for me. By chance, I woke up one morning with the most enchanting sight: during the night, the leaves had turned into a magical goldish color.

 If I could, I would collect every single leaf that falls, capture this beautiful light and built my nest in this permanent home.