Month: March 2013

Bees, tigers, wolves…

Today I’m going to write about something serious. This morning I had some bread with honey for breakfast, and while preparing the feast, I thought about something…

Of Mondays and strength

Once of the key factors that ensure a loyal readership seems to be the frequency of your blog entries. I was supposed to write yesterday, but guess what, I couldn’t think of a word for the life of me. Yes, that’s right, my mind was a big blank box of absolutely nothing. I’m going to write about my Monday instead. Lately, I’ve been waking up really early, with the sunlight coming through my bedroom window (read French doors). When I say early, I mean 6.30 am early. Of course, it’s that time when it’s a bit earlier than I should actually get up, which means that if I go back to sleep, I will wake up grumpy and tired. This morning, I decided to read the news on my phone, to enjoy some peace and quiet time and to mainly enjoy waking up feeling rested. I believe one of the best things in life is to wake up with sunlight – one of my favourite small pleasures of life, actually… Hum, I’ll probably compile a …