Strange Summer

I wonder. Where the sun is? Where the sun went this year? Did somebody got some? Or did everybody had to find it elsewhere than in the sky?

Summer did not go according to plans. It was one of this strange summer, taking hours as they come, with no sandcastels and many raincoats days.

I am longing for hot chocolates and warm jumpers, for spiced tea and movies on sunday afternoon!

2021 is and will be – it seems – till the end a very special year. Not one we will remember with sparkles in our eyes. And yet, somewhere it gave us something. I am not sure how to describe it yet. But it will come.

We will overcome the grey and messy days. We will find our strenght back, somewhere between what we wish and what we have.