I walk into work this morning and there is a special energy in the air, a tickle even.
I pass a man of about 70+ with a fierce wild bouquet, smiling, walking briskly to please "his girl" probably. I said to myself: beauty!
Girls are giggling sweetly at the traffic lights at 5, each holding a tulip, reddened cheeks and some beauties... Beauty! - I said to myself.
And so on and so forth…
And yes, it is more important what happens and what we are like during the rest of the time, not only today, but I am reflecting on something else now: how little is needed to make it so good!
And that special energy in the air is called Love ❤️
Happy holiday, fiery girls!