Hello Hal

Dear Friends, recently I have visited one interesting place, which gave me an inspiration to try myself as ad/review writer.  And look what came of that:

Hello Hal Fishbar

The “Hello Hal” is a fishbar situated in the heart of Budapest,5F59A260-BA03-4B69-BD95-4C7DD83B0B46 the capital that arose controversial feelings in me. At a first glance it looks beautiful and captivating, while at a second intent glance it seems to be noisy and chaotic. Large cities, large problems. Yet you can always find there something unique and lovely. From my long-term observations and study of Hungarian cuisine I may bravely claim that Hungarians can be hardly called “fish lovers”.  Their cuisine is meat-oriented, there is no time for fish bones. Or maybe they are too lazy to look them for.  That is why such fishbar is a real godsend for fish gourmands. I confess that is my second visit to this place, since firstly I came across it in Tiszaörvény last summer (http://hellohal.hu/kapcsolat/).

The fishbar is located in a rather unknown district of Budapest that is quite easy to miss.  There was no big table to attract my attention, thus I did not find it at once. Moreover, the bar’s table was invisible behind the reconstruction panels at the entrance. decor Let us be not too strict, I believe this is temporary, the place is brand new one.

As you enter the place you are welcomed by a magnificent wooden setting, a delightful marriage of home coziness with pillows at windows and the luxuries of modernity. Almost at once my gaze fell on the big wall decoration showing the map of fish places. A lovely idea that catches your attention. The wooden décor allows the simplistic beauty of food to shine, though beauty is not the only thing bringing folks to Hello Hal. In hot season you may enjoy the table outside. Inkeddecor1_LIThis time I voted for the table on the second floor where I had the best view of the entire place. Rooms for ladies and gentlemen are amusingly doorplated.first floor

As soon as I walked in the waiter gladly offered us a table and brought a menu. The waiters were in black special uniform, which harmonized the modern décor. menu The menu offers a wide variety of mouth-watering fish dishes. I ordered the fish soup with carp “tiszai halaszle” (in Hungarian) and “brossoi halpecsenye” (baked fish with potatoes and vegetables). They were very delicious and beautifully served. I have to admit that in the menu you can find both small and large portions, which is very beneficial to both customer and owner, there is no waste of food. soupYour meal can be followed by typical Hungarian dessert “túrógombóc gyümölcsvelővel” (cottage cheese balls), though my stomach waterline was already reached. secondmacro

Fish was fresh and the dishes were properly served and spiced. Moreover, the waiter provided us with an additional set of salt and pepper. pepperAs for drinks I preferred to please myself with a classic home-made lemonade that was perfect in a very hot day. My tongue dived blissfully to the refreshing bath and enjoyed the coolness of the drink. The fishbar caters for all fish tastes by providing a large selection of fish dishes, which are pricy as well. T

The service did accompany the high-quality of the cooking, however, my general impression was slightly spoiled by the lack of attention in the end of my meal. Unfortunately, I could not wait so long and went for my bill to cashier on my own. The waiters seemed to be engaged into their own world. This should be definitely taken into consideration and improved. The customer should get his/her bill in time not to become too excited on the possibility to leave without paying.

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Despite some petty details, I had a lovely dining experience with fish food of the great flavors. I highly recommend going to the fishbar Hello Hal and enjoy their exquisite food. I have no doubt that this place will quickly become popular not only among locals, but also among city guests.

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I should state that this review was written based on my independent experience and is not sponsored by anyone. I just visited this place, tasted their food and made up this review. My opinions are objective and can be different from others. I certainly enjoyed this experience and would eagerly work in this field. In case you or your family, friends, acquittances have some business which should be advertised, please contact me and I will willingly help you with it. From now and on I will publish my best ad/review samples to give you an insight into my writing skills. Frankly I would prefer doing it for free, though I am forced to ask as minimum price as possible – 10$ per ad/review of the size presented (larger ads/reviews are possible at additional prices) or for free in case you invite me to visit your place and taste your food. Furthermore, any ad/review can be translated from English/German into my native languages (UK/Ru) at the rate of 12$ per ad. I am eager to make your place/website/company attractive to your future visitors and increase your profits. Let us make our cooperation fruitful for both.

Have a delicious weekend!

Yours Ann

 

The Best of Summer

“Summertime is always the best of what might be.” (Charles Bowdan)

Recalling summer days is the most rewarding activity. It brings a broad smile to my face and a playful sparkle to my eyes. I felt a surge to reproduce the best of my summer and demonstrate it to you. I do miss my summer. It occurred to me that I did not say goodbye to the hot season when everything or anything is possible. So now let me tell you, dear Miss Summer, a couple of warm words.

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“Summer, after all, is a time when wonderful things can happen to quiet people. For those few months, you’re not required to be who everyone thinks you are, and that cut-grass smell in the air and the chance to dive into the deep end of a pool give you a courage you don’t have the rest of the year. You can be grateful and easy, with no eyes on you, and no past. Summer just opens the door and lets you out.” ―Deb Caletti

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Summer does open the door to the brightest world ever. There you can enjoy the longest days and shortest nights, you can taste a variety of fruits and vegetables, and you can relax and let yourself being silly. Sometimes summer might be a bit wearisome due to extremely high temperatures that drank the water from our bodies. During such period our brain melts and we feel not so happy. All we need then is to leave everything and escape to some perfect place where the body and mind will dance in harmony.

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“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.”―John Lubbock

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The place for being idle found me and I could not resist its beauty and calmness. My feet freely walked on the grass, between apple trees and flowers. My eyes caught the joyful glimpses of sunrise and sunset. My hands touched the gifts of the generous season. My mind was emptied from any thoughts. Or perhaps these thoughts were so natural that they were invisible or unreadable. A pretty awesome feeling when your mind is easy and light as a summer butterfly.

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I can fly

I can fly

Without wings

My weightless mind

Helps me to touch the sky…

“But when fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”― Stephen King

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 That was a good time. That was the best of our times. Those were you and I, my dear Summer, old Buddy, and that was the time for us!

 Hold on…it is not the end of my story. Now everything what you read is going to be put in several scenes, edited and shown to you. Stay in touch!

 Also let me invite you to my souvenirs photo shop where you can find many lovely presents for you and your loved ones. 20% off Use TOOTH20. Thank you for your attention and time!

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Love you all!

 Yours Ann

Late Evening At The River Dnipro

August Evening

Hours of tedious effort are required to awaken and exercise that talent, to write that riveting “one true sentence” that seemed so damn simple when read. That simplicity is deceptive. It does not happen by accident. Now it is a skill easily acquired. Writing is demanding, solitary, backbreaking work. A writer mined the tunnels of his/her brain using words for a pickaxe. A week’s effort might yield only one nugget that is worth keeping and you can weep with pathetic gratitude over that.”

Kyiv Evening in Lights

Friends, isn’t it perfectly said? I found this wisdom thought in the book I am reading now and it set deep in my soul. Writing arises controversial feelings in me. I do love putting words into nicely-structured phrases with some meaning, in the other moment I hate looking for words to create that perfect sentence which should look simple to be read easily. Very often I have images in my head and lack of appropriate words to transform them to paper. And I even do not mention the use of “beautifully tailored metaphors, similes and other stylistics tools”, which are essential decorators of every text. Writing is a mixture of hard work and a pleasure. Just not many of us are able to write. I am not sure whether I belong to that group of lucky beggars, though I feel very good when I write. Sounds banal, but it is true. Every story is the chance to dive into the unknown world, explore the unknown feeling, and even do something I am not dare to in real life. It is an enormous pool of unlimited possibilities. I am so tempted and you?

Bridge Lights

10 pm at my watch. It was a late evening in Kyiv. A sultry summer day gave away to coolness. At last I could breathe and felt relaxed. I was walking along the Dnipro River. A light breeze ruffled my hair. There were no thoughts in my head. Only my eyes were wondering among people chatting on the stairs to the river. I saw mostly their heads and heard their emotional voices. Some of them were in silence. There were loud music and car traffic not so far. Somehow it was not a usual evening. With my friends we decided to cross the bridge and enjoy the beach island. I have never been at that place before. The views from the bridge made me stop several times to click some photos. Sometimes my friends even did not notice my absence. Each of us was lost in some inner thoughts, words came out rarely. A trio was sharing a wordless talk. Soon the lights from cafes and night lanterns winked on the beach horizon. The beach was occupied with local lovers of romantic atmosphere. We took off our shoes and went barefoot sinking our toes in the sand. Underneath my feet warm sand was ticking me. The next instant my feet stepped to the water. Dnipro was lapping my feet. The bridge lights were performing a blue-yellow dance. One more click. There were lots of couples at the beach. I caught myself on being a witness of first unsure touches, passionate glances and sighs. They were yet not sure of each others feelings, they still go on playing flirting games. They did not know each other well, and they were so afraid to break that sweet moment. First dates, first touches, first kisses. A very peaceful scene at the beach in the capital city at the Ukrainian map. And somewhere away at the East there was a dead silence in the expectation of night firing. The picture is different. Instead of beaches were dirty trenches, instead of romantic lights were night vision glasses, instead of gentle river was a field with enemies coming close. Loads of cigarettes, constant jokes not to be afraid, weapons day and night, and danger at almost every move. Similar are mostly young faces only wearied by war. They also dream of love, kisses and sighs. However, the most intimate relationships they have are with their reliable automates. Kisses sometimes may be burning though. Two pictures described do not intercross, and yet are linked. Without the second cannot be the first. Without a death cannot be a new life…

Blue and Yellow Dance

Without being read I cannot write!

Yours Ann

PhotoThoughts Abroad: ZAKOPANE

Poland is the neighbor country to the west of Kyiv which influence has spread all over. A long border line separates nation’s minds and makes them feel strangers. What does it mean being Ukrainian? Or being Polish? Can you look for the meaning in your vocabulary? Certainly not. However, you will find the meaning for the “citizenship” and that is what exactly important. Belonging to the Planet, World, and Universe. We need to be part of something, always, as loneliness can kill us. That is why I refuse to accept borders between countries, language barriers and mind blockades. I would like to get as close as possibly to life without any of them and understand why we still remain different mentally and so identical physically. There is a strong wish to inhale this beautiful city and print it in my soul!

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PhotoThought 1: Main Scenes

Welcome to Zakopane

I hope you are not tired of my postcards yet (I see your little cunning grimaces). I am not tired of designing them for you in some crazy hope that one day you might need them. It is also a terrific way to gather several photos at once and create a new common picture. The same as assembling a puzzle. Every piece takes its right place. And you look at the entire picture differently, right? The same when I look at the picture above. This is the collective image of Polish city called Zakopane. A very nice city situated in the southern part of Poland almost at the border between Slovakia and Poland attracts every hiker’s attention. You will find there so many routes to walk and so many breathtaking views to capture. In my postcard I decided to focus on little details such as local parks, monuments, and houses. They do not belong to the main attractions, however, they represent local habits and traditions better. Seeing these scenes brings me closer to Polish culture and people. I am eager to catch its specific mountain atmosphere. Air is different here; nature is different as well as atmosphere. It is a typical mountain city where tourism is the most popular occupation. A number of hotels, villas, cafes, restaurants and souvenir shops goes off scale. It is a real tourist resort crowded most of the time. However, there are some narrow streets that can draw the curtain and let you peep through secret hole. Then you are lucky to observe a completely different picture!

 

PhotoThought 2: Mountains 

White Mountains

Only mountains can be better than the mountains.  This is the love from the first breathe. Air in the mountains is fresh and intoxicating.  

It is always the same with mountains. Once you have lived with them for any length of time, you belong to them. There is no escape.’ (Ruskin Bond) 

And you would not like to escape from them, you prefer staying there forever, just to look at them endlessly. Here there is no time, no distance, no hurry, only they and I. There is almost intimate bond between us. This is a teaser for you, my little Friends, as I made a lot of pictures about mountains and so many breathtaking views.  Be patient!

PhotoThought 3: Countryside 

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In this postcard I am particularly fond of two goats: white and black. Aren’t they look cute? A couple or two family members. They seem to be curious about me and my camera. I can’t stand not taking a snap of them.  I suppose they suit the entire atmosphere perfectly…

 I saw rivers, small houses, fields and gardens. This city is very different from any mountain city in Ukraine. It is visible that people here live much better. While sitting in the local cafe I saw Polish happy faces and felt a bit envy. Please forgive me for being too honest with you, but I wish I could see my Ukrainians the same happy and free one day. Surely, my country is not that hopeless and if everyone does its best it can be really changed for the better, however, it will be a long way. And I would not like to wait so much. Unfortunately, I am a realist as well and see not too much positive. In fact people, my Ukrainians, do surprise me every day with their indifference and rudeness. Even worse, they make me also being indifferent and rude…and that scares me the most!

PhotoThought 4: Houses

How about sit comfortably in these red chairs and enjoy the…houses? I confess I have never seen such a gorgeous and unusual style. These houses drew my attention at once. I could not go by without shooting them. And those windows with colorful flowers and designed yards. Owners prove they are skillful at design. They are proud of beautifully decorated yards. As you may see almost all houses are wooden, a distinctive sign of the mountain region. It brings us back in time: when people could not afford themselves anything better than a humble wooden house. They made their houses from wood found in forests. There were too many forests at those times. On the contrary, nowadays these mansions are a privilege for people with impressive bank accounts. I would not refuse to settle in one of them and you? Just imagine a romantic scene near your fireplace…hmm…I bet you won’t refuse!

Houses in Zakopane

And now tell me something interesting about the city where you live. I am hungry for your comments, impressions and stories. Only one problem – this time I cannot promise you any reward, since your writer was not so successful recently. In my heart I would like to present you something every time you share with me your wonderful story, but I have no good sponsor or investor…yet.

In case you have no good idea what to present your friends or you need to find something special for somebody, here is the link to my designs available for you: 

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Also if you like any of my postcards design, but in your head you imagine your own photos in them, please let me know and I will design for you.  I am also eager to help to design some special card for any special occasion. Give me a hint in the comment or in twitter ann021814 (facebook Ann AnRo) and I’ll contact you as soon as possible! 

Stay in tune! To be continued…

Happy weekend, my little Friends!

Yours Ann

P.S. As I was writing this post world has gone crazy… I have friends from France and I am in deep grief with them. One day France, the other night Turkey…I am lack of appropriate words…just a wish for all of us not to loose being wisdom!

Whity Wonders…

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George Whitey is a serious young rabbit who would like to discover this world and understand how everything works. He is very curious (and not only  about some delicious vegetables served him as a daily meal) about almost everything around him. Ge Whitey is a rabbit whose long ears are able to catch the smallest world vibration, he is usually frustrated by his ability to catch those weird signals, nevertheless, he is intended to use it  for his own sake. That’s why he does not like sitting in his cage for a long time. He likes going out and wondering what’s going on?

Therefore, Ge Whitey wonders why people do eat meat and other strange food. Ge is completely satisfied with his daily menu which includes: a variety of greens such as cabbage/kale/broccoli/parsley/mint (keep in mind that it should be in small amounts to avoid stomach problems), 25g (an eggcup-full) of pellets, carrots and apples (hm, most delicious) and etc. In fact, Whitey believes that healthy green food might help many people loose their extra weight and feel much better.  Hey, fatties did you hear that? Some of you who are afraid to look at the mirrors can take good care of themselves by simply eating more greens. And that’s not too difficult.

Whity and His Girlfriend

Mr Whitey knows that a key to good spirit and happiness is a lovely partner. Whitey wonders why there are loners at this planet, it shouldn’t be, it’s not right. Recently, George met a sweet lady Martha who is the pretties female rabbit in his neighborhood. Unlike people (who think too much of that odd flirt and courtesy rules) Ge just ran to Martha as soon as he saw her and brought her the whole cabbage hidden under his straw bed for special occasions. Martha was so impressed with his gift that she immediately fell in love with him. As it is known the road to rabbit’s heart goes through the master’s garden with delicious cabbage, right, guys!

George Whitey and Martha Bell will go marriage soon as Martha is already in some “interesting state”…woooho, don’t worry, folks, this is the 21st century, let’s take it easier. A wedding ring or a stamp in the passport is not that important. Let’s be honest. Many of the brides wear white innocent dresses due to the fashion only, am I right? Most of them are not so innocent already…please no offense! It is life, Mr Whitey understands that soooo well!

Whity Wonders

In case Ge meets some life problems (there might be not enough carrot in his master’s garden) he tries to go out and even imagine (for a while) that he is a human. It’s quite a promising experiment that might provide you with unexpected results. Whitey thinks that such transplantation (excuse me, transformation) can let your relax and forget your problems. Additionally,  you will try to imagine what other much more serious problems exist in this world and then yours seem already not that serious as before. Do you have any doubts? Then try it…let me know!

Whity Ignores You

Being angry is not the the best state, but Whitey suffers from it quite often.  He usually sits in the way shown in the picture and pretends that he ignores you by showing his little tail. Ge Whitey recommends you to stay away from him and let him cool down. I guess everybody can have such a mood at least once in their life, so don’t disturb each other and you may avoid some storm at a sunny day!

Sometimes Whitey finds difficult to cope with Martha’s caprices. Aw, that women. Who will ever understand them!  Very often Martha is a caring partner who makes their home so cozy. However, when she needs something extraordinary (like an apple juice in the middle of the night), oh my, Whitey pretends to be sleepy and does not respond to her bumps. Martha is also a bit crazy about cleaning, she claims that everything has its own place. Who can blame her for that? Ge although sometimes does not understand her rules of order, he likes to leave things somewhere closer to reach. Not to mention that ladies usually have periods of drastic mood changes, oops, better to be as far as possible and bring her something sweet in order to avoid the waves! No matter of anything, Whitey knows that life is happy only if Martha is somewhere close and chews her greens. He feels content and ready to face all the problems.

Little Whity

Ge Whitey is a smart guy, he is just a rabbit, but his thoughts and ideas sound not bad. I can learn from him a lot. I also like wondering and ask many questions, just sometimes I still get no answers to many of them. Rabbits or humans, we are very different, however, maybe similar at the same time. I am not going to go so deep as to compare our anatomical structures and so on, I prefer looking at Whitey and his family and get some positive energy from them. They seem so funny with their big ears, clumsy jumping and noses poking to everything which looks eatable. They discover this world and wonder why it works in such a complicated, most of the time, strange way. So I also wonder…

Wish you a wondrous day!

Ge Whitey, Martha Bell, and Ann 

 

 

 

Lifeclicker (Issue 1, page 1)

Dear little Friends, today is the leap day that comes once in four years. A very unusual day and I would like to make it even more special. I am ready to present you my first page of the first issue of my journal called “Lifeclicker”. One month ago I wrote a post devoted to a crazy idea to prepare something like a journal written by a non-professional person. And so, I did it. I think I was too ambitious in my intentions, but I enjoyed working on it. I do like experimenting and trying new things. This is one of my latest ideas put into reality…

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Looking forward to hearing your comments! Happy Leap Day! Make a wish and it will certainly come true!

Yours Ann

Titmouse is Neither a Tit, Nor a Mouse…But Rather a Tiny Bird

Titmouse

Hello, my sweet Friends! How are you doing today? What are your plans for Sunday? I guess you know what to do…I can picture that some of you are spending time at the kitchen to prepare food for the next week, while others try to clean out theirs houses…or your idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance. A bright person can always think of something better to do than housework and all of us are bright personalties, ain’t I right? And here comes Ann with her Sunday post devoted to titmouse…How do you find them? Don’t they look hungry?

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By the way, winter is in full swing and many countries are under thick layer of snow now, so let us not forget to share our food with our little brothers, they are depended on us when the ground is hidden.

Titmouse Thinking

Titmouse is neither a tit, nor a mouse…The word titmouse descends from the Old English terms, tit (any small animal or object) and mase (small bird), essentially meaning one small, small bird.  Perhaps titmice are overlooked because they aren’t as flashy as so many other everyday avians. For instance, like this handsome woodpecker…

Woodpecker

Ukrainian titmice are typically slate yellow or blue above with lighter underparts. They have a blue hat on their heads and yellow coat, however, their fur and tail are a mixture of various colors. Elegant enough, but clearly not enough to put the bird on the map, but not for me! They are very intelligent and behave noble, almost like kings. I would guess that the titmouse enjoys more relative anonymity than other  birds because it is a birder’s bird! They will wait in a queue…

Titmouse and Hungry Sparrow

Not only are they sociable with other birds, but they hardly mind the presence of people. However, they need people and their help. Once I was walking through park and saw them – they were hungry and, surely, I did have food for them, I do not know how they knew it, but they came to me and asked to share food, they were sitting on my arms and in my hands…they landed on my palms and took seeds…they were not afraid of me! Although I should confess that I feed them almost every day, so it might be that they know me already. I walk and look for them, and when I see I put seeds and nuts everywhere, even where there are no feeders. Titmice have excellent eyesight, they see small black seeds on a big distance, I checked it. Sometimes when they are still afraid of me and do not dare to take a seed from my hand, I throw them seeds and they catch them at once. Fantastic!

Titmouse Looks At You

If you pay even the slightest attention anytime you’re in proximity to forest or feeder, you’re bound to hear the buzzy call or “peter, peter” song of a titmouse. I adore their songs, they are so melodic. They can make different sounds and I heard several variants. All of the songs mean different things. Some of the alert, some of them “thank you”. No, I am not kidding, they do know how to thank me, and I admire them for that!

Thank You Titmouse

Sweet little titmice are very useful to our gardens, they like chasing after different harmful worms that can destroy our fruit harvest, thus take care after titmice and welcome them to your gardens, you will not regret, trust me!

And now some interesting facts about their personal life from Net and my observations: sometimes, young titmice stay with their parents to help them take care of the next brood; the male feeds the female titmouse from the time they start building the nest until the time the eggs hatch, during which both parents look after their young; titmice mate for life once they have chosen their partner; sometimes, an older offspring stays with them along with other young birds to help them raise the coming years brood; titmouse is a very lively bird that is not shy to interact with human beings. Scientists claim that these birds are so curious about everything around them that they tend to react to human voices and noise just to find out what these are. They, for instance, travel in trees from their nests to the source of the noise whether this from humans talking or noise from street workers, drillers, or farmers. These birds are also known to be so intelligent that they are able to easily enter the most complicated feeder and find food there easily. Some minutes spent with them can make you feel very alive and happy! Do not forget to bring seeds or nuts next time you  go out…and prepare feeders with your children, in such a way you will have great fun and help titmice to survive during colder season! Remember they are our little Brothers…Food for Titmice

Take care! And if you need any additional information on them or their favorite food, do not hesitate to ask me!

Yours Ann

New Year Special with Eros, Rose and Lily

Dear Friends, I guess you go on celebrating Christmas and visiting all your relatives, aren’t you tired yet? Honestly, you are a bit. And how about your stomach, after having eaten so many different delicious food don’t you feel uneasy? Hope not…How about to relax and read my Christmas Special about my sweet trio who is ready to come back to stage, they missed you a lot and you? Action…

Christmas Tree In Kyiv

A blue-eyed god of love, Eros, is a frequent guest in Crown’s House since he bravely opened their doors with injured Lily in his hands this Fall.  Yes, sweet little Lily experienced a real fall this season and she was forced to stay in bed for a while. And guess who did visit her? Surely, her real knight-in-arms who rescued her…not from a tower…but from a tree’s branch over which she fell. Yep, I agree that we have not a classical Princess and brave Prince episode, but let’s face the truth we live in the 21st century and everything changed a lot since that time. We have Internet, mobile phones and spaceships, who can imagine Prince driving a very modern BMW car, latest model, instead of riding a horse…oh, I bet riding a horse still sounds more romantic, ain’t I right? I am too old-fashioned though. Sorry, I went too far and lost my trail… Thus, Eros became Lily’s superhero, a very handsome man whom everybody liked immediately, especially her mom, Marina. If she had had her way she would like to have such a son-in-law for her daughter. She has already drawn a picture in her head, but rules of decorum did not let her act too quickly. She was not a bad mother, however, she wanted to see her daughter happy and considering her unlucky fate – Lily needs to have a strong and supportive shoulder by her side. Who wouldn’t like? It is a huge dream of all girls! Marina Crown, a decisive lady and serious council, wanted only the best for her daughter and she thought that Lily found a good pair for herself. Certainly poor little girl did not realize it yet, she is too inexperienced in affaire d’amour, that’s why her mom’s role was as important and obligatory as never. She encouraged Eros to visit her and made everything (and even more) to attract his attention. And she did it pretty well because somehow Eros and Lily came to an understanding. Eros found Lily pretty funny and clever. Firstly, he came because he felt that he should inquire about her health and his visit was not too long due to Lily sharp tongue, she went on telling some jokes about his pity towards her state and etc. Secondly, Lily’s mom Marina asked him in office to bring some documents to Lily to deal with, you might guess that it was made on purpose. This second meeting was a good game, Lily did her work well and treated it with respect. Eros saw her seriousness and even businesslike approach towards tasks, at that moment they found something common. Surprisingly, Lily saw in him not only a playboy, but a man who likes his job. She started to respect him, although that kiss in Lviv did not come out of her head…

Monkey Among Us

Anyway, Lily recovered and came back to office. From time to time they meet in the office and chatted during lunch breaks. Time flied away very quickly, Christmas and New Year holidays have come. Rose decided to invite her colleagues for New Year market in the city center to celebrate. This year was quite unpredictable for her, she got her first job at the Embassy, she met Eros who gave her a perfect kiss in a nice place. However, she felt that it was right to stay only friends and colleagues. She cannot let herself any romantic affairs, too risky and not in time. Rose Spice is a very ambitious woman who needs to establish her career life and proves everybody that she suits to this diplomatic world. She cannot believe how lucky she is to come back to Ukraine and celebrate these nice family holidays in her big Ukrainian circle. First time in her life she was where she belonged – in an amazing, colorful, sometimes difficult and yet unknown city – Kyiv. Place where her mom was born, place where her grandparents live, place that makes her heart sing. Now she was walking along this long market between two cathedrals that was a kind of bridge between her past and present, she looked at Ukrainian faces and pictured them in her head…

Party in a Big City

This exact day Lily also was there, among people, she planned to do some Christmas photos. She asked permission to leave her office sooner and headed straight to the market. She was fully equipped with her camera and tripod. Every second minute she stopped and pressed her magical button. She admired its Christmas atmosphere. Beautiful Christmas tree, which was specially brought from Western Ukraine, decorated with hand-made Ukrainian toys, sparkling scene where children were practicing before New Year show: children who were excited and full of energy, they were eager to go everywhere and watch everything, they were so curious, loads of candies, presents, attractions and different food. A well-known picture drawn by Charles Dickens ” Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveler, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!” Lily felt how her heart jumped in delight, pure childish delight!  

Candies and Church

“Sing hey! Sing hey!
For Christmas Day;
Twine mistletoe and holly.
For a friendship glows
In winter snows,
And so let’s all be jolly!” sang Eros in his head and smiled because this is the first time when he does not celebrate it at home in UK. “How odd it is” he did not stop repeating in his head. His mom, Dolly, made it almost obligatory to spend Christmas only at home and within UK territory whenever he was on a mission. That’s always a rule to come back to their old cottage on N street and celebrate it in traditional British manner. And this year everything has changed. Dolly was so involved in her new atmosphere and new friends that she forgot about it. Eros’s mom met wonderful people in Kyiv, she also decided to join local culinary club where she got acquainted with many charming ladies of her age. All of them were foreigners and had a lot in common: they were in a strange country with an unknown language and culture, however, here they almost felt like at home. Eros saw his mom happy every time she came back from this course.

Party Goes On

 This 2015 was a really fantastic year for him. He met Rose…oh, a beautiful flower who made such a mess and then left him so confused. He did not know what to think, he thought that he was in love, but her friendly behavior and kind words made him changed his mind. He definitely found her very attractive, but she clearly let him know that she prefer to leave it as it is. They were colleagues and she was his boss! While thinking Eros did not notice how he occurred to be next to Santa Claus House, so it was time to make a wish!

Santa's House

 “What a long queue?” said Lily and stopped here for a second. Among many adults with children she recognized a tall blue-eyed man.

“What does he do here?” wondered Lily and turned her head to the scene. And what she saw was not less surprising…Rose Spice in her nice white coat was elegantly walking in the direction of the same Santa Claus House. Lily almost froze at her place, she did not move and almost did not breath, Rose was coming to her and Eros was turning his head in her direction. At this awkward funny and fatal minute all three gazes are met…three very different personages were looking directly at each other…Rose also stopped and put her eyes on Eros while he hold his gaze on Lily…and their minds started spinning and time stopped…

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” Who wants something sweet?”

My dear Fellows, I can see your angry or puzzled faces now and I know the reason – I finished my story at the most exciting part and put “awful” three dots. How can I dare to do it? Probably I agree with you, at the same time, cannot do much since I have no idea what is going to be further. My three funny personages joined in a conspiracy and went silent. I am not able to read their thoughts and see their moves. They closed the curtain and switched off the light. Thus, I am sitting now in a cafe and tasting this dessert, wouldn’t you like to join me?

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Now that’s all I have! Delicious chocolate mousse that will wash  your tears away.

Who Wants Something Sweet

“There is nothing better than a friend, unless it is a friend with chocolate.”I am happy to share this chocolate glass with you, my sweet and kind Friends, and wish you happy 2016! I want it to be as sweet as this mousse and so good-looking as well. Every year is a challenge for us, it is a countdown, which nobody can stop, therefore let us live it to the full and never give up! Always dream and transfer our dreams to reality, even the craziest and most impossible! I make a serious prediction – 2016 is going to be the most challenging and most fabulous year in your life, each of you, but only if you come and read my posts…ha-ha-ha…kidding! My warmest wishes and strong hugs!

Love you,

Ann

P.S. Do not eat a lot during last year night or you can be the next Winnie the Pooh who was not able to leave Rabbit’s house after too many meals!

Time Stood Still

Fountain Rainbow

Wow, it seems that I did not post anything for quite a while. It can be due to work or lack of time to meet my charming Lady Muse, she made for me several appointments, but I always found an excuse to postpone them. Though she caught me  right at my place of work while I was doing the translation. Can you imagine? She worms herself into my conscience and forced me to write. Here I am…sitting and typing…

Lost in Thoughts

Have you ever had time stand still for you? I had and not only once…

Pure Beauty

Time stood still for me when I do the translation. I do not recall whether I mentioned I work in the field of translation. Actually I received a Master Degree at translation of English and German languages. As fate filled I happened to start working as a translator even before graduating. And you know what is the most interesting I did not expect it. Almost all my group-mates changed their field and finally received jobs at banks, hotels, companies and etc, but not as translators. I felt myself the last of the Mohicans and still do.  Nevertheless, translation for me is an art that requires understanding. Translation is the reflection of a source text into an equivalent target text. When you read a target text and do not recognize  it was translated, then it is Advanced Level. Often I call my office a creative lab, where translator is a language magician, who is able to use language tricks skillfully. Not everybody can do, since translator should be a person who knows a lot or who is curious to know a lot, who is not afraid to ask, who is not afraid of many dictionaries and additional books that usually on his/her desk. Translator is a young researcher ready to discover a mysterious and frequently not clear language. And believe me it is pretty interesting and exciting, especially when you are the person who can go beyond the language borders. I can cross the language bridge and feel awfully cool!

As Bright as Sunshine

Time stood still when I make a photo or film the moment…Steve Stockman said that “Great video comes from thinking humans, not equipment.” Filming or photographing something means looking what is in frame…you have to look deeper to find the real matter. Filming for me is a source of happiness. It’s my childhood dream and I cannot stop dreaming about it. Unfortunately, I could not go to study it professionally, but my free time is devoted to this art. I accidentally discovered photo-shooting and found it even more challenging. A bright photo or a nice film can help you to forget your problems and show you the bright side of your life…even if it is only for some minutes…

Minutes of Delight

Time stood still for Eros and Rose…

“Why did you kiss me?” asked Rose while getting our of the car. They finally got to her house. Journey was silent, but thoughts about this kiss never let her or his head out. They were both confused and afraid of the consequences.

Possible Consequences

Eros stood next to her and he did not want to answer her question. He looked at her. For some minutes the tension between them could have be cut with a sharp knife.  He saw the fear that had leaped in her eyes. She was so beautiful and so vulnerable at the same time. He saw that she was afraid to relinquish her control and hear his answer. He felt that she enjoyed their kiss and she replied to it, but he also knew that she was not ready to accept the truth behind it. She was a young boss who just graduated and was assigned for a very important position, Rose was not ready to risk her career because of the man she did not know at all. 

Eros Confused

“I do not know…I think it was just an impulse…you were angry at me and told all that words…I was also angry and it just happened. Let’s call it an uncontrollable burst of emotions”, murmured Eros and looked aside. He knew he should comfort her and hide his true reasons. He could not let himself to tell the truth..at least not now.

“Huh, you can’t just kiss people…because you are angry at them!” she hissed, still shocked. ” It’s an awfully stupid explanation! You should control your emotions. I am your boss and its….it’s…very unprofessional…well, you know that…” Rose felt embarrassed and she tried to look at him, but did not dare.

Eros and Rose

Rose…or miss Spice…look, it happened and I can’t turn back the time, but…I think I can promise you that it will never happen again under any circumstances. We can try to forget it and pretend that nothing happened. You are my boss and we can have only business relationships.” slowly said Eros and extended his hand in a sign of friendship. Rose looked at his hand and then at him. His eyes were like two sparkles shining on you. He was very honest at this moment and very handsome as well. Rose felt that he attracts her and somewhere deep inside she did not want to be only friends, his kiss was still burning her lips, memory about was almost painful. Nevertheless, Rose did not want to have any problems at her first working day, she wanted to have a career and demonstrate this world that she’s a responsible young lady who is ready to conquer it. Rose does not like to be too romantic, she found it unacceptable and stupid. She is a decisive girl who never gives up even in most difficult cases. Now is the time to remember her priorities and bring the situation under her control. And she did it by shaking his hand.

Under Colorful Control

I agree with you, Eros, you are right, we are both grown up adults, who faced some problem, but we are able to solve it and we will do it. Let’s really forget about it and become good friends and colleagues. It seems you passed your test and I would work with you with pleasure. I..guess…that I am also guilty…my unusual testing of my employees failed, I shouldn’t send you that stupid sms…hope you can forgive me!” guilty apologized Rose and looked gently at him.

Rose Spice

Well…I also was not so honest with you…your sms actually was one of the most unexpected and pleasant presents for my birthday. I was shocked and happy at the same time. I couldn’t confess it at once…so I was angry at you….but that’s not fair!” smiled Eros. And his smile melt her heart. She smiled also.

“I’m glad to hear that! By the way you can call me Rose…”coquettishly uttered Rose and started going towards her house. She waved him. 

” Good-bye, Rose!” he waved her back with a beaming smile across his face…

Beaming Smile

 Time stood still when I look at my city where I was born. It is so beautiful, mysterious and even unknown for me. There are some many hidden places I have not even visited yet.

Kyiv

Time stood still when I watch a bird fly and dream that one day my country should become free as a bird. My country where people get used to hard work, but could not get decent salaries. Where people can enjoy life and be kind not matter of what. Where there are very smart and intelligent people who should leave their country and families and go abroad selling their intellect. I hate this…and will never accept. It’s too painful and I can’t stand my helplessness.

Helpless Beauty

Time stood still when I am writing this post and sharing my deep thoughts with you. I am lucky to have such kind friends who inspire and encourage me . I always receive a positive feedback and look forward to read your ideas. You are my treasure and my Muses, all of you!  Thank you so much! I cannot imagine my blog without all of you (can’t call all by names, since then I won’t finish my post).

 Summer Frog

Wish you a happy weekend!

Yours Ann

During the Drive or After the Kiss

Red Thoughts

And so Eros kissed Rose and his kiss was very needy and hungry. Rose has been kissed several times, but this time it was very different. Fortunately for Rose it did not last too long. Eros felt that he looses his control and he awkwardly stopped it. He silently looked at her and stepped back. Rose felt dizzy. Several seconds became like long hours for both of them. They just stood and stared wide-eyed at each other. Eros could not recall  more embarrassing moment in his entire life. He wished the earth could swallow his up. Nevertheless, he understood that somebody should be brave enough to stop this delusion and since it was exactly his fault, he decided to take the control.

“I…I suppose we have to come back, it’s getting late”, murmured Eros and headed towards the car. Rose did not respond, she just followed him and could not think logically. She even could not remember where they are and what day it is. She felt stupid and childish…She obediently sat to the car and they started going back. Since their journey was in total silence when one could hear a pin drop, Rose and Eros felt themselves better and each of them lost in their thoughts…

Rose looked at the window and saw a breathtaking view between the mountains.

 Breathtaking Mountains

Her heart jumped for delight. She loved this place so much. It was a response to her blood call. Rose was half-Ukrainian, her mom Svetlana was Ukrainian. She knew Ukrainian as well as English and visited this charming country many times. As fate has willed she came back to her country together with family. Due to all the mess with her position and arrangements she forgot how much she wanted to come back here. Now she is here and she felt stupidly happy. Ukraine is not the most stable country in the world and people live here poorly, Rose knew it very well. Her grandparents stayed here and their situation can be called pretty difficult if not the support provided by her mom. Svetlana did her best to support her parents financially and her husband helped her. Svetlana, a typical Ukrainian girl from Kiev, has never expected that she will be a wife of such a respectable young diplomat. Her dancing career “led” her directly to his arms. As soon as David Spice saw her he knew that she is going to be his wife. It was a fairytale ending with happy ever after. Later fairytale was over and as it is said by Lev Tolstoy “All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way” – Spices also went through different times, but they survived due to their “spice” skills. A spicy mixture of British traditionalism and Ukrainian kindness.

Ukrainian Couple

And here again a very beautiful landscape, Rose could not tear herself away from the picture…

Between the Mountains

as well as Eros…though Eros was a typical British man, he also liked this country. He has been traveling a lot; however, he has never seen such powerful mountains and magical waterfalls. Waterfall

This picturesque waterfall is located in 7 kilometers from Skole town. This is a very popular destination among the tourists, as it is also a geological nature monument. It is located on the river Opir among the dense Carpathian forest. Waterfall’s cascade falls into a small natural pool where tourists like to swim. However, the water is pretty cold…

Waterfall1

Every time Eros drove on serpentine roads through forests along the rivers and magnificent yellow fields he felt himself so excited and so right like at home. He felt as if he belonged here, to this blue and yellow island…

 UA

The flag of Ukraine consists of two equal sized horizontal stripes – the top stripe is light blue and the bottom one is yellow. The blue half represents peace, the sky above Ukraine and the country’s streams and the yellow represents prosperity and the color of the country’s wheat fields. The link between blue-and-yellow and Ukraine goes back to antiquity, well before the Christian era, “when yellow and blue prevailed in traditional ceremonies, reflecting fire and water”. Another possibility is that the color scheme comes from the coat of arms of the western city of Lviv, which features a yellow lion on a blue background. Country is full of blue and yellow colors wherever you look. Indeed, aside from the colors found in nature (sky, fields, leaves, trees, lakes, streams), even cars, trucks, trains, homes, bread containers, railway stations, corridors, are painted blue and yellow, not to mention that Ukrainian ladies prefer wearing blue and yellow nowadays. These are warm colors that give us something positive. Looking at the sky brings you comfort. I adore watching clouds which are in constant drift – eternal wanderers who had  passed days upon days, journeys without number.

Eternal Wanderer

 This emotional kiss with Rose remembered Eros how sweet life can be if there is a woman next to him. He almost forgot this amazing feeling. Surely he was not ready to change his life too much, but some interesting ideas appear in his head now. He wanted to give a chance to this new feeling…although he did not know yet that love affairs sometimes involve the odd flower out since every unknown flower can be sweeter than the tasted one…

Wild Flower

Both of then did not notice Lily and presence of a third person…they were too absorbed with each other…but Lily was there and now she felt so overwhelmed with what she saw that she hardly know what to do…

Summer Night Swimmers

To be continued!

Wish you many happy moments!

Stay in touch and let me know whether you like my story,

Yours Ann