Omnia mea mecum porto

All I have I carry with me. I came to Ploiesti yesterday morning, after 3 weeks in Bucharest. I loved the city, the garden of my grandma's house, the cats, the flowers, the bullevard. I choose to walk instead of driving and I cherised the time on my own.

There is something about this spring to summer period of time that makes you see how alive everything is around you. I passed under this jasmin tree, it raised sweet memories in me... when I arrived home today after a quick tour, it started to rain and the smell of the roses was all over the garden.