Seven autumns ago, in my pre-kid era, while roaming free with my husband along the high bank of the Vedea River, I met my first hedgehog. Riciu. The one in the photo, so cute and friendly. I actually touched him and he didn’t move an inch! Which might have been a problem, as my husband warned me.
Yesterday, I finally got over the darth vader feeling I had when wearing a mask outdoors. My midday walk along the calm alleys in the neighborhood was quite a treat. Glowing honey leaves filtering the autumn light. Chirps and buzzes, and a lazy meow of an alley cat in the distance.
Thinking in a foreign language is like an alter ego.
When thinking, you can step out of the ordinary as much as you like. You can explore and you can conceive anything you want. Your mind is your handiest happy place. Your thoughts can plan, can solve, can caress and can dream. When thinking, you can build extraordinary realms of freedom and fun.