Dreaming of sea

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking. (J. Masefield)

Although I have lots of things to do, I can't force myself to work, because my thoughts are far.. far away.. somewhere at the seaside, where the scarlet sunset hugs the city. Where the seagulls cry and snatch the crispy fresh-baked bread out of your hands. I remember 11 amazing days in Barcelona, which flew by in a flash. And I hope that some day I will breathe in its air and have a walk in its picturesque parks once again.

H&M dress and choker

Want to share with you several snaps from my journeys. Above - Barcelona, Below - Alanya

One of the most beautiful sunsets I've ever seen