Holiday

Trip to Barcelona is coming soon. We are reading in a little Catalan vocabulary in our guide book. It does not have words as polar bear or kangaroo and it disappoints Dominik.
I want to take "Spanish reading" with me since I have always had a strange habit of taking something completely out of place with me to read during my holiday, as books in Italian to America or Polish and depressive essays to the Greek coast. I might end up reading Borges. It is close, anyway.
Oh, and travel books by Čapek from 1930s, they are pretty neat, fresh and nice, and interesting after all, Spain was so different ..., one can say.

Look

I recommend to your attention. I can spend hours there. And... I found my picture there, too.

Minimax

A little boy gets smaller and explores the world of insect. He gets by well because he knows a lot of stuff, he is curious and has a microscope back in his big world. It is nicely written this book. Beginning of the first day of summer holiday, quiet morning and air shivering with adventure is especially nice. I think my little guy does not care about the book at all. He does not know yet what summer holiday is.

Green and Gray

I work in the office few days a week now. The office neighbors with a recording studio. So I am writing some boring e-mails while at the same time voices of a woman and a man from behind the door sound, discussing an existential crises of their lives, over and over. I feel funny. Then the owner of one of the voices walks in, the studio has to be entered through my office, ha, I almost say hi because I recognize him, he gets in and says thirty times in a row: Run through the forest, lets meet at the car, I ll beep twice, OK? And he walks out and I keep writing existential emails to my boring addressees...

It was...

...pretty. I forwarded to myself some work, I thought I would do a little of it there but I dared not to even think about it so that I would not spoil my beautiful time. The girls live there.

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There is no way that he would try the little vest on. No. Times have changed. No photo shoot today, sorry. It is made of all the nicest yarns, wool alpaca and wool merino and who know what other wool, all new and gathered from different parts of the world, as my little guy would say: from different planets. We are going tomorrow to see my brother and for the first time the l. g. will see a cow in a shed and a goat in a barn and a pig in a yard, not at my brother's though but in the village. Oh, southern Bohemia and sweet memories of sunny summers.

My work pace has accelerated in the last week and our stomachs suffer of special diet.

Cake was good

Today I wanted to go to the castle, out in the mountains but Domík is still down with antibiotics so we did not. We stayed at home and played a pharmacy. Poor thing, too many doctors lately, it has affected his playing. I like the game when he was a doctor I was a nurse and after the shift we went home together because we lived together. And we slept in the same bed. Cute.

I am having a reunion on Saturday, too many years after the high school. I do not know if I am looking forward to it or not.