at last (Etta James)

Huh, long summer days, where are you? This week was just unbelivable! A great week for business and charity, a disaster for an old friendship. Well, let me just say WHATEVER. I do not remember the exact quote, but Márai once said something that I can totally relate to: all I'd have to do is to wake up when morning comes, sip wine in the evening, engage myself in a calm and clever conversation with friends, eat well and go home early. Sadly, this is just impossible.
I just had the feeling today that summer colours are beginning to fade. I love September, with all its heartwarming orange rays of sunshine, but hey, summers come and go so rapidly these days. As a kid, I remember spending hours just looking at flocks of little fish trying to bite my toes in the shallow waters of Balaton. My aunt had to shout for me, standing on the beach and holding a huge dry towel: diiinnneeer's reeeeaaady!
I found these old postcards on vatera, and am thinking about buying them. I just love that lake.




And all things about sailing, ships and lakes of shining waters:)



Still owe you a post on the huge family gathering in sunny Croatia. Will get back to you soon.

All the very best

NB