bottom left photo is the apartment courtyard of my homebase in budapest this summer.
while i'm away i focus on writing & collage in the journal. some days i DO NOT feel like making the time for it. but i do it anyway and am always glad i put in the effort.
i leave plenty of empty pages in between my daily recording and collaging. sometimes the photos match the writing perfectly, other times they are way off.
when i look back at the journal and flip through it a year from now it's the overall feeling i get from looking/reading it that matters most to me. i forget about all the work it took to bring this travel journal to life. very worth it if you ask me, but a plain written account of any trip is also very G O O D and shouldn't be discounted.
i so love the old letters and postcards i found at the esceri flea market.
how i would enjoy returning now in the fall when the weather is cool and pleasant.
"I feel happy to be keeping a journal again. I have missed it, missed naming things as they appear, missed the half hour when i push all duties aside and savor the experience of being alive in this beautiful place. One thing is certain, and i have always known it-the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence, the goldfinches darting about…"
-At Seventy by May Sarton