SECOND BEST WISHFUL MAILING

Dear Patrícia,

Yes, it would be great to go to Brazil in the upcoming August. But to get fair prices I must buy the tickets further in advance. As you must know, it's the high season over here and I think they were especially expensive to Rio, perhaps because of the Olympics.
Sad news about politics in Brazil, I'm really sorry!

It took me a little while to answer back, I went walking in the Lake District with my son. It was all very pleasant, we had some good sunny days and we could really enjoy it!
Thank you again for the invitation. It'll be lovely if I can make it in January, I'll let you know when I have an idea of what I'll be doing. Meanwhile, let's keep in touch.

Much love, as ever.

BEST WISHFUL MAILING

Dear Patrícia,

Yes, it's a lovely idea going to Brazil in the upcoming August. And that's why it took me a little while to answer you back.
Well, first I went walking in the Lake District with my son. It was all very pleasant, we had some good sunny days and we could really enjoy it! When I came back I started searching for tickets. Although they were quite expensive with the Olympics just round the corner, I manged to find something cheaper towards the end of August, which is also after the summer school here.
Is that a good time for you?
Please let me know so that I can still get these lower prices.
Thank you again for the invitation, and it's almost unbelivable we'll meet after so long.

Much love, as ever.

NOTHINGNESS

Breathing is what keeps you alive.
And can you grasp onto it?

You breathe in and it's over.
You breathe out and it's over.
All to start it all over again.

Contemplate, then, the nothingness of all things ephemeral
and their permanent evasiveness.

MARIGOLD

"There's no present like the time."

MAD MEN

I am the free spirit
Because I'm not afraid to love.

TRUST

True love is, sometimes,
Just like death: sure,
Though we know not when or how.

FLOWER BASKETS

THIS POST LOOKS BACK ONTO AN AWAITED, THOUGH FORLORN BLOSSOMING OF LOVE ONCE SOWN.

Whereas revenge is a dish best served cold,
love might be a dish best served long stewed.

If it's meant to be,

nothing will hold me back from it.

The cool winds, the sights of grey seas,

scent of flowers in hanging baskets,
hues of heather spreading on hills: 

that has always been part of me.

Can this feeling reach you?

Can my words touch you?

Can I once more see you?

Once again love you?

Let me lean my body on yours

You're my shield from chilly winds

As we watch the sea from high cliffs

Let our lives like this stand still.