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On the beach Posted on 8 September 2011 and filed under Miscellaneous. This post is also available in: Croatian Summer, Sun, an island, the sea, a beach. My darling and me. At ease, relaxing, in slow motion. But somehow I can not be in slow motion for any significant period of time: „Dearest, would you like to swim to that small island there?“, „Hm, we jut got out of the sea.“ Well, yes, our fingertips are still wrinkled. Maybe something else? „Sunshine, would you like to play cards?“, „No, thank you, not right now, right now I enjoy doing absolutely nothing.“ I do not give up easily. Why should I give him some moments of quiet during the only week in a year when he is not in whole-day rush and obligations: „Apple of my eye, would you like to talk a walk to the other side of the cape, who knows what we would find there?“ To which he turns on his towel and falls asleep. Just like that. Ok, it took me a while, but I got it, not in a mood for any activity. Him being relaxed finally affected me, I stopped pestering, became quiet and observed the world around me. And as I was soaking up all that beauty, I got hold of my pens and the notebook.
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Na plaži Posted on 8 rujna 2011 and filed under Razno. This post is also available in: English Ljeto, sunce, otok, more, plaža. Dragi i ja. Na miru, opuštamo se, usporeni smo sasvim. Ali nekako ne mogu dugo biti sasvim usporena: „ Najdraži, hoćemo plivati do onog otočića tamo?“, „Pa maloprije smo izašli iz mora.“ A da, prsti su nam još smežurani. Možda nešto drugo? „Sunce, da se kartamo?“, „Ne, hvala, ne bih sada, trenutno jako uživam ne radeći ništa.“ No nedam se ja, zašto dati čovjeku dati koji trenutak mira tih tjedan dana kad nije u cjelodnevnoj strci i obavezama: „Zjenico oka mog, da prošećemo do druge strane rta, tko zna što tamo ima?“ Na što se dragi okrene na ručniku i zaspi. Samo tako. Ok, trebalo mi je malo, ali shvatila sam, dragi u tom trenutnu nije bio raspoložen biti nit’ šetač, nit’ plivač. Njegova je opuštenost prešla na mene, prestala sam gnjaviti, zašutila sam i samo gledala oko sebe. I kako sam upijala tu ljepotu, dohvatila sam se flomastera i bilježnice.