Forget me not In Slovene, these are called ‘spominčice’, which would loosely translate into ‘little memories’. The different perception of the world through different languages is fascinating to me. And yet both refer to memory. Weird how they converge on that. What about tiny blue flowers says “something to do with remembering”? Maybe we just can’t remember the relevance
I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea. How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art. - And life is beautiful.