More than half of my vacation passed, but I managed to sort some of the stuff I want to put on the blogs and watch some of the Olympics. I re-organized the toys and clothes and most of the things in the house. Of course, I still have to finish washing the windows and ironing a ton of clothes, but I still have two weeks to finish that so no rush really. So while cleaning through my flies and copying and moving things from one place to another, I found some pictures I like a lot and thought of sharing them with you.

First of all, one of the most important persons in my life: Alex! and then the thing I enjoy having every day: my coffee! I especially enjoy having coffee during the weekend when me and my husband stay on the veranda and savor it together. But enough about me and my ramblings... I hope you enjoy the pictures.

I wrote her name with building blocks. Yes, we had that many:) they come in handy when you have to build a house or a garage for all the cars your baby girl has:)

This picture is from a photo session I had with Alex when we were still in Romania. I love this picture with her... and hundreds more for that matter :)

Next post more flowers... so if you like flowers come back and visit my blog. Thank you!:)

sometimes the best thing is silence

First of all thank you Elena for your nice comments even if they were in Spanish:) I started this blog a few months ago when I could no longer afford the hosting costs for my own domain name. All these things I am posting are either mine or they get all the proper credits although I am trying to post only my creations, either written or photographed. I don't have any adds on the blog because this one in particular is mostly created for my soul. Of course, I am happy when someone stumbles across this blog and spends a few minutes here and I am pleased when people take their time to leave a comment or drop a line.

Today I have a poem called Silence. Although I majored in journalism and mass communications, I am not an extremely talkative person and sometimes I just like it when it silent around me. Of course this is very rare now that I have a five years old beautiful girl, but I guess I now treasure more the moments I am being alone or with my husband only. And of course, most of the romantic or nice moments are "spoiled" by my little one.

Anyways, here is the poem I've mentioned. I hope you like it.

Silence 

I'm sitting alone in my room
Waiting for the phone to ring.
The moon watches me smiling
From behind the clouds.
Only me and the stars
Seem to be awake,
And I'm still waiting.

I decide to go for a walk.
Through the peace of the night,
Only the lights keep me company.
I finally go home and check my messages:
Just one.
Silence.
I can hear my heartbeat
Trying to tell me something,
But I can't understand her,
And I hear the tone.
I feel like a stranger to myself.
And the phone is as quiet as I am.
And you?
I couldn't have written this poem without you.

Alone again

Sometimes we are alone for too long and we have loneliness as our company. Other times, we are involved in a relationship for so long that we forget how it feels to be alone and we long for some alone time. I for one, don't like to be alone for too long and I don't like to be away from my family for too long. However, life is not always as I want it to be and so I had to learn how to be alone for a few months and then together with my family again. The following poem was originally written in Romanian by my mother, but she let me translate it to English and change it in any way I wanted. I did not change too much, but added the last four lines. Here is the result:

Alone again

I am alone again,
And counting steps and counting leaves
And counting faces... and everything's the same.
None of them old, none of them new.

I am alone again,
And counting flakes and counting stars
And counting dreams... and everything's the same.
None of them old, none of them new.

I am alone again,
And counting days and counting years
And counting torn leaves from a calendar
And everything's the same.

I am alone again,
And counting nights and counting days
And counting hours that I lived without you
And everything's the same.

My first post on my new blog

This is going to be a short post especially since I am explaining the reason for having two twin blogs, in the "about me" section. I tried to use the pages feature, but they do not let me write several posts so they do not serve my purpose. So I decide on this twin blog where I am going to post a mixture of creative writings, both poems and prose, as well as some of my photos and designs. Whenever I remember the context of a photo or a text, I will try to tell you the story.

If you took a moment on this blog, please leave me a comment and visit my other blog

Mariance's corner

Thank you and enjoy your stay!