Perhaps this is what this season is about: trusting in the unknowns, finding gold in the little things, trading fear in what's uncertain for freedom to thrive within it. 

"Flaneur" they say, to mean a person who strolls the city in order to experience it. Days when we can't travel it's simply so great to slow down,  turn on "Ballad du Paris"  and find your own little Paris in the so known-by-heart streets. Isn't beautiful anyway?

And the sun took a step back to let the iron sky fall. Moody and dark, but still beautiful. Autumn.

Autumn sunsets on the beach are one of my favorites. Time to explore, to run, to breathe and to collect the moments. 

To start your birthday day in a dress of your dreams with a glass of champagne in Paris. What can be better? 

If I'd need to choose my favorite month it'd definitely be October. When the sun still warms you up but a light wind make you cover yourself with warm sweater. Berries, pies and long evening talks with tea. Sweet October they say.

But these days we  dreamt about. When the sunlight paints us gold. 

There are places of power that you cherish and love to escape to. Park Guell is one of that kind of places to me. If you are in Barcelona try to wake up with sunrise and run to meet first beams of sun right there where great Dali and Gaudi were dreaming big.