To say “I go for a bit of jogging” could mean anything. It could be fifteen minutes around sports ground for someone. It could be “orienteering” for someone else (I am not sure if this term is used anymore – it was running in meadow and forest trails with a compass when I was a…
A dark
My good friend is now in a dark. I do not mean blown fuses in the house where he would totter in the dark. It is something else. Just an ordinary present. He received a present as an experience. Stay in a dark. He received the dark for a week. To be able to leave…
I am flipping over cards and I am turning the page
It will be about positive things now. We are back by the sunflowers field that we have seen only on Anicka’s picture so far. It is such a beauty. I am so happy that local farmers decided for sunflowers this year. It is not so every year. It would not make them good farmers. The…
Like a swift
I am not like him but I am close to it. I have this feeling and a bit of a consonance. Seven months, almost eight, I feel the same way. A swift (apus apus) does everything while flying. Swift flies while sleeping, looking for a food, nesting. Swift oscillates between Africa and our continent and…
I am writing to you
A blond beautiful female flight attendant with gold glasses, an accurate hairstyle and an artistic chignon back close to neck is preparing everything for a take-off. The runway is changing for a city and the city is changing for the clouds. We are flying up. Terezka and Klarka catch my hands. It makes them stronger…
A cycle
Everything was turning around bicycles and jogging in our family for long years. Now, Klarka took over a jogging relay and Terezka the cycling one. Anicka is not devoted neither to cycling nor to jogging but to a cycle of life. A baby in her belly is growing well and she looks like a happy…
Valmont, my love
Sometimes I would like to forget everything what happened. Sometimes I stick to everything that connects me to the past. I love my children and cannot imagine coming through all of this without them. I have a feeling to be at the start. Yet, a half a year has passed already. I am cutting slowly…
Nomen Omen
You can kill a project with a name. There is a rock club called “Ass” in Beroun. I would like to go there to listen to the rock music, which I enjoy. However, I do not like the club’s name. Despite the fact that I use the same word when I am angry, if I…
Indian’s diary
Once we accept what is happening, life hurts a bit less. I do not know when it will come but I am trying. So today, Indian’s diary helped me to get closer to it. I am still sorting out things, tiding away – due to a renovation of the house or due to … you…
I like liver, you like liver[1]
I do not like my liver now. When it seems that everything gets better, there is always a bad news[2]. How much humbleness do I have to show to overcome this year, day, and week and fulfill all tasks until the time runs out? Before we were left alone, I had to go to a…