Today we had a real Indian summer. Great. Wonderful. And almost incredible after all those cold days.
The City is changeable: sometimes it is cold and grey, but sometimes - sunny and warm. And this fantastic blue sky inspires me.
To sing "Dear Prudence" listening it in your player, while sitting and staring at the sea.
To dream.
To believe.
"You're not the only one staring at the Sun..." (c)

Last flowers of dogrose are breathtaking.

It was splendid.

Teaching is a really cool mode of life.
I know it.

It helps me to live.

I couldn't resist this cold autumn - I thought it almost devoured me - but my life has its own "buts".
And now, listening to this "cool" jazz I like so much, I'm feeling good.
I'm feeling calm.

Impressing.
"Nothing can come close to this familiar feeling" (c)