Sometimes happiness hides in such simple moments. In warm bread baked with your own hands. In the smell of the earth after the rain. In the way the sun slowly rises over the field, while everything around is still asleep.

I live close to the earth - and perhaps this is what makes me truly alive. My morning rituals are not only about taking care of the household, but also about myself. I talk to nature, and it answers me - with silence, wind, birds singing.

Maybe it sounds simple, but this is where my strength and beauty lies. This is my foundation. And on it you can build something real... and maybe even very personal.