Happy Birthday to my Happy Hippo!

"I really like you, Midori. A lot."
"How much is a lot?"
"Like a spring bear," I said.
"A spring bear?" Midori looked up again. "What's that all about? A
spring bear."

"You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and
this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes
walking along. And he says to you, "Hi, there, little lady. Want to
tumble with me?' So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each
other's arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?"
"Yeah. Really nice."
"That's how much I like you."
(Chapter 9- Norwegian Wood- Murakami Haruki)

Happy Birthday to you, Happy Hippo! Hope all your wishes will come true.

Birthday Girl

Today is my birthday. Isn´t it great to be a child of spring?

First Love-Last Love! (To be continued)

All these drawings come from my 11x15 cm sketchbook.
The first love might be the last one. Have you ever thought so? It doesn't mean, you'll never be in love again, but you might never love someone unconditionally like you used to do...

"Two months after we broke up, he called me late at night just to say, he missed the walks with...MY DOG by the riverside."
(Base on a true story about love, which I heard from my boyfriend)

"He didn't welcome sudden visits at his dorm. One day I did it regardless and KNEW WHY. My way back home was filled with the scent of flowers of love from someone's garden. Since then I hated roses."

"Before he went abroad, we had promised to keep in touch by phone. I CRAZILY WAITED for a call from him. My cell phone never rang."

Dear Rabbit!

One day, after school, I went home and found my beloved gray rabbit dead in the garden. The poor little creature lied peacefully with his closed eyes on the soft grass. Tears flooded my eyes, I said to myself:"He's just dreaming of a huge carrot field somewhere over the rainbow".