No matter how much I love lazy rainy days with the book and tea, it’s pretty unpleasant when Mrs. Rain surprises you on your getaway. Exactly that happened last week when my boyfriend and me went on the short visit to island Hvar. And although rain was most of the time, it didn’t manage to spoil our little trip, so the raindrops became romantic guide that revealed us all the loveliness of the island. And I cannot deny the magic of all the pretty smells in the air after the rain. I had my own eat-pray-love moment and enjoyed in pleasant company of all the people we met there. I fell in love with a little village on the hill and the house where friend’s grandma and her sister live (second photo in last row). These two are probably most charming ladies that I ever met, so pleasant and graceful, like they popped out from pages of some novel. And you cannot tell if the house is prettier from the inside or on the outside. Proudly standing tall walls and romantic white wooden windows in the company of antique furniture, curtains made of lace, typewriter and the light breeze that kisses pureness of the place. And on the outside you can’t do anything but be just bedazzled with the aromas that jasmines, oleanders, roses, candytufts and other flowers are spreading. My soul was cured with the cup of a tea and cookies ladies served me. Oh, my old-fashioned heart needed just that.
*My little instagram diary in the collage (click to enlarge)