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by Agnieszka Wolsoncroft #childhood #happy #sunrise #grateful #Sundaywalk Last Sunday on our walk, Anya spotted a dandelion at the edge of the path. She stopped mid-sentence – she'd been telling me something very important about a cartoon, the details of which I was doing my best to follow – and crouched down to examine it. A perfect one. Fully gone to seed, white and round and waiting. She picked it very carefully, the way you pick something that matters. Then she looked u

My Happy Place #dreams #perthlife #beach #happy I don't recall much from my childhood, unfortunately. Only glimpses of random occasions, single sentences out of context, sometimes a face and a fragment of a conversation. I wish it could be more. I do remember one sunny afternoon in the summer of 1984 though, when my parents took us to the seaside for the first time. We rented a little cottage in the middle of a pine forest in the Slowinski National Park, just by the sand dune

The time flies and it is September already! It is so strange for me here, in Western Australia, still getting my head around opposite...