It has been a hospital at home, everyone simply eliminates each other. This weekend I thought I had succeeded. Be the last woman to say that way. Me and the dog and I came in and out all day in and out.
Packy a few very nice straight dark denim I got myself with me from Dagmar. They had the entire weekend. Tillockmed when I went to Sunday’s jazz concert. Pretty good assessment. I love jeans who are without trends. Or how to say now. This is a straight and high -written variant and already a favorite.
Inaugurated my new new balance. They are narrower and longer in shape than my previous variants. Really appreciate it, feels better and only feminine than the wide jogging design. You will find them difficult.
It took an hour on yoga. We had to try to make flying crow – scary with so -standing lifting so. But you have to keep trying.
My bag received a recound and plaster. This is a vintage model, so I can’t link, but the best variant on the market is still the difficult. Would have bought it directly if I didn’t have this.
Mine is small and does not contain half the totemens, but it is fine and just at the weekend. Maybe I will get it under the Christmas tree if I’m lucky …
Harry and I went to Jurassic Park and it was just as exciting as we had hoped. Feeled as a movie when I was 12. Magical with Matinee at three o’clock.
On Sunday it was foggy and I woke up by Bruno. When we got up in Obsan, another lonely woman stood there and photographed. She asked if she went to work on me and Bruno when we walked through the park and at first it felt a bit strange, but was very happy when she then texted: the photos appointed to me. Such a beautiful memory to have.
She took this.
At home I drank Chai -tea and at French butter cookies with lemon hunt. Reading white noise now and I am not wise in what I think of it. Difficult and every day at the same time, but still so interesting.
Then it was time to walk away to the bus and meet art and tea – in the Bergwald Hall. It is my member of the art and culture member who will soon be celebrating for a year. It was time for the first meeting of autumn.
I had arranged a group booking of the Radio Symphonics and Tilte Schweitzer.
The jeans still on and The ballerinas I wrote about last week. It’s hard to explain how nice they are to be raw denim. Is also just high, so it seems that the legs are so much longer. Not exactly on this photo, but you understand.
An absolutely magical evening with such beautiful conversations, reflections and music.
It is such a heat in every hit.
We then ate dinner in Trattoria Montanari on Sunday. Fall asleep like a logbook after many smile and shared truths. But perhaps mainly from the fantastic truffle paste. A great weekend.
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