Crisp colours of almost Spring.
I am not sure if it is the timid sun lighting the ever growing grass tender green,
or the glowing red of the pot belly’s ambers beside my office table…
I am inspired…
… to cook ( read: throw together whatever happens to be in the fridge and cupboards),
I am inspired to clean my body and my soul, and (shock, horror) I’m even inspired to houseclean!
I have a feeling that what triggered it all was my decision to stop the ritual reliance on alcohol to relax at the end of the day. As much as I enjoy a beer ( Belgian roots) or a glass of wine or three ( and of course the obligatory G&T on planes to somewhere exciting), it seems that as I grow older my body prefers getting high on being straight, with a large dollop of walkies and happiness thrown in.
I choose to do and be what feels right, and from here everything flows.* Love is the core of life.
* that does not mean I manage it all the time. I strive to, but sometimes on black dog days, saying ‘this too shall pass’ and having a nap is the best course of action!
** He did!!
PS: A very happy birthday to my brother Pascal Koch, his first one as a daddy!