In the yard

You can call it as you wish – the relieve of being home, the rest after this long journey or (and I think this is the best of all) incompetence. Yes, incompetence to do anything else than drink coffee, eat delicious food and sometime, but very rarely, do something outside so that you won’t feel that guilty. Of course it is not only like that Adam has been busy writing another articles for the Czech portal and I have been finishing some knitting (I will write about it later when it gets to the new owners) while fighting the blocked nose that I caught from my brother who because of it came earlier from the fantasy festival. But other than that it feels very wrong to do anything else than just sit outside and enjoy the summer.


We have arrived to my mum’s place almost a week ago now and since then nothing much has happened. So Adam and I have been taking pictures of my mum’s yard as in the last year or so it has changed rapidly and it is utmost comfortable place to be at. Well, see you for yourself.

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Today we are leaving for a weekend to a nearby town Polička, where I used to go to school, and we will be helping out there with a tiny little music and theatre festival Colour Meeting. This year we have rather exciting role there – beside checking and charging the entrance we will be to an assistance to a Norwegian theatre company Zirk Mir when they prepare and perform Ad Undas. So have a nice weekend and we will report back when we return.


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