When it’s not a day for big things.

With the first splashes in the lake of Vaidava I already knew: “This day is not a day for big things!” Water was cold and seemed thick and heavy. “One, two, three, look, breath, one, two, breath, one, two, three, look, breath, one, two, breath, one two breath… excellent, focus on that yellow rope just on the right side…” I was talking to myself, checking what’s in front of READ MORE

Murder in slow autumn morning

The morning was cold. As usually, I prepared some tea in a white thermo-cup, that I could drink while walking to the office. I expected my day to be similar to any other working day. I put my princess-like skirts with big, dark blue and light blue flowers, put on light blue T-shirt, black stockings and my dark blue jacket with golden buttons in two rows. Boots. I slip READ MORE

Lauku idille sārtajā namiņā

Es šovakar iemīlējos. Zeltainajās vakara debesīs, kad saules bumba spīdēja kā apaļa poga caur dūmakaino priekškaru, izgaismojot debess malu zem lielo, smagnēji pelēko mākoņu gūzmas, tik dzeltenu, it kā tur būtu izlijusi krāsa. Pelēkās lietus straumes, kas kā priekškars stiepās no mākoņa maliņas līdz pat zemei, pārvilkās pāri saulei no tās vienas malas līdz pat otrai. Un tad pēkšņi, no koku galotnēm kā bulta, izšāvās lidmašīna, radot sirreālu sajūtu READ MORE