Category: Stuff
Anything else that is just stuff.
Cycling in the City
I have been off the commuter for the past couple of weeks. The need to dress up plus fighting a cold has kept me from pedalling to work. However I do ride at least 3 times a week around the city and I am a huge proponent of cycling. I came …
sebestyén márta – szerelem szerelem
This is the song from the beginning of the English Patient. So beautiful and sad… Love, love accursed torture why did you not blossom on every treetop? On the top of every tree, on the leafs of the walnut tree, so that every maiden and young man would have plucked you. …