You know, sometimes silence is louder than any words.

In every morning ray sliding on the leaves, in the smell of earth after the rain, in a gentle rustle wheat in the wind - I feel more than just beauty. It's magic. Quiet but strong. She breathes nearby, envelops me, seduces ... Nature for me - like a loving whisper in night silence. I was born with love to the ground. To every grain that grows under my hands, to dawn above the field, when no one has woke up yet, except for me. It's not just a job - it's part of me. As music for the composer or canvas for the artist.

I live without rushing. I don't chase status, I don't post every minute of my life online, I don't look for “experiences” for the sake of photos.

Sometimes I think that all the most interesting things happen when we don't plan anything.

(and it’s not because she stopped caring)

Love ... It's not just a word. It's not just "I love you", which is sometimes repeated without content, like a habit. This is an action. Act. View. Silence nearby. It is a feeling that a woman catches not in words, but in attitude to herself. A woman does not require constant speeches. It requires action, attention, presence.

You know, when the sun starts to shine brighter, and the air smells of freedom — I have one and only desire… Vacation. Not just a vacation or a few days off. But a real, warm, sunny escape from everyday life 🌞

Sometimes it feels like in order to be happy, you need something big — grand events, travel, or significant achievements. But one day, I realized that real happiness can be found in the simplest things that we often overlook.

There are nights like this. When everything seems to stop. The city breathes softer, people sleep deeper, and thoughts get louder.

I tell myself: "Just five minutes. I’ll take a quick look..." But those five minutes lie. They’re like a soft cushion you fall into and disappear.

She’s the kind who speaks with her eyes — and sometimes, they’re soft and cat-like. But in the right moment, they can cut like glass.

Once it seemed to me that if I learn to cook well, always smile, do not ask “stupid” questions and wear underwear under the color of the mood, then a man will certainly say: "Here she is - my woman. I'll take it!"

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"I want to love funny and serious at the same time". I don't dream of perfect love. I dream of living love.

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Sometimes it seems to me that women are like flowers. We want not only to be cherished, but to be admired, to feel: "here she is - alive, beautiful, real."

If you ever accidentally come across me - whether on the Internet, or in any city, or perhaps at the station before my summer escape from reality - know: Before you stands a woman who combines laughter and romance, fire and peace. I love adventures, love to laugh at tears, get acquainted with new people, walk without a map and look for cozy corners where the world subsides.

On combining strength and tenderness: how to remain a woman in a very masculine profession.