Posts Tagged summer

Cake for breakfast (Sara)

We are going to visit our friends in South Germany in the summer holidays and I want to share with you my absolute favorite moment whenever we visit them:

I wake up in the morning to the chirping of birds and I can hear the lovely mother, Maria, rummaging around in the kitchen downstairs making breakfast. I sneak into the bathroom, trying not to make any noise because everybody else is still sleeping. When I come down the stairs, I sit down at the kitchen table and Maria has a hot cup of tea and a piece of her freshly-baked cake ready for me. (Maria and her family eat homemade cake for breakfast, yummy!) By the time that I finish sipping on my hot tea and eat the last crumbs of the delicious cake, everybody else will have smelled the mouthwatering scent of tea and cake . They come down the stairs and sit down, read the newspaper, have breakfast and talk about what we are going to do that day. These are moments of total peace and happiness to me.

Looking forward to seeing you guys!

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funny (Sara)

May is finally showing its sunny side and a lot of guys from my school walk around in shorts. My friend looked at all of the hairy man-legs and made a comment, that really cracked me up:

Oh look, they are wearing nature socks!

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happy, chill out music (Sara)

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In the summer time (Fee)

Spent the last days:

– swimming in a lake in Switzerland (preferably at night)

– sleeping outside (falling stars!)

– wearing nice skirts and dresses

– singing all day long

This is the best summer EVER.

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Hot Sultry Days (lia)

Shortness of breath. Dry hot wind. Sweaty palms. Joyous summer.

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Couple (Lia)

Early morning. Very. Riding a taxi to the train station. The streets are bare, except for a young couple walking along the sidewalk. The woman, arm extended outwards, is delicately carrying a hanging plant.

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Summer holidays have started… (Lady Fi)

My two kids upstairs arguing.

A wet and happy dog resting golden on the warm wooden floor.

Baking, friends, jumping on the trampoline.

The merciful rain tattooing a secret code on the roof.

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