Country, city

Domík is in the camp! It has been long already and it is only a third day. I need to write him every day, the kids are expecting a postcard eagerly every day. I am thinking that I need to write him something more sophisticated than what I did and how I miss him. Something more metaphysical. I guess, for kids, it would be writing made up stories, a sort of fairy-tales, about his plushy toys, maybe... I am probably going to spend my days at work elaborating letters for my kid to the camp. Thus I will enjoy my days in the office.

A doodle, skirt and vase

I saw a skirt like that on somebody in a crowd at Masarykovo train station for 5 seconds and spent good time trying to remember it and figure out how to make it. I can imagine making it out of various pieces of fabrics and I hope my conviction lasts. The sweater is just a doodle, it would go well with the skirt. On certain occasions. The vase is mine and beatiful.

More America

Lexington in Kentucky is a nice old city. I am surprised there are not more tourists. I am surprised there are not more tourists in the whole country, not counting NYC. Maybe it is better like that, look at Prague, what we have left...

P.S. The last two pics: 1. a postcard of a city that I forgot which, 2. somewhere