Last Sunday I decided to celebrate a whole week of blue.
I wore blue clothes , eaten by blue patterned plate, lit blue candles and shown in my blog only photos with blue color mood .
That was a good idea to poeticization of everyday life and at times the sky above me was really blue .
The top photo is my profile picture in overall format and I'm wearing my favorite dress (with a fakefur vest over it ), of course in blue.
Clothes for me has much more significance than in the fashionable sense (I 'm gonna always outside of trends) , it has much to do with lifesense and mood.
And of course my favorite dress is blue , what else?
The photos are several years old and I do not remember exactly who made them: my former partner or his brother or his wife ...
I find it is a pity that when relationships end , often the contacts with other people simultaneously loses - there were a few people in my life, to me that I spent so much time together , where it fit well and somehow mood of lightness and influenced aesthetics and jokes on a very special level.
These common days were very precious to me and to meet such people never is sad (they live far away and they never come to me to visit - )
On every first day of a month, a hat party takes place at Style Crone.
I love this link party and like to watch at all the elegant , fancy or everyday hats, what wear other bloggers .
To carry on even having walked me now the hats out, I 've all already shown that I have...
So I have a short story written this time .
It makes me now fun to write something in English.
And now the poetic part - лирический часть -
Where does the blue begins
where does it ends
has often asked the child.
Color of the distance
they were caling...
And the child had fled to it
and it was at home.
There where something
that didn’t have words
and the child
and so secure.
Only much later
of the words
- cиние дали -
and in this sound
it was finally arrived
Shared with Nancy' Random 5 Friday @ Rural Journal