Hi sparkling souls :)
I´m in the middle of a short three days trip that became four because of the rains.
A big storm catch us so we decided to wait until it stops.
Being in the middle of the country in this conditions it´s a bit scary for a city girl.
Every time I visit some small town I start listening this little voice inside my head that tells me ...I could live here, far from the big city, in peace. Yes I could.
And every time I speack this at loud my mom says: are you sure?
and the family? and your friends?
...and even with all her questions I keep listening a big YES! inside
But not now, maybe some years from here.
I was born and live in Buenos Aires, our capital city.
A big city that´s floaded with cars, people, insecurity...but it also has art stors, cinemas, museums, art galleries...you know.
Don´t misunderstand me, I love my city but I´m feeling the urge for more peace,
more green, and at the same time knowing a new place, new people.
A new begining :) It sounds exciting.
I´m actually stoping in a town called 9 of July (9 de Julio)
and I´m in love with this benches <3
Everyone seems to have one!
aren´t they lovely?
The following two are my favorite ones :)
I LOVE this one with the broken leg
I can see myself doing some mosaic art on them for living for example :)
People here know their neighbors,
they sit and to chat with each other and drink "mate" :)
Time seems to stop here, it´s like if I go into a time tunnel...
I also fell in love with this dolls showcase
aren´t they the sweetest thing?
I know some of my readers may live in small towns,
so, can you share your experiences?
I would love to hear from you :)
Love and light♥