Noodling. Huh. Apparently even when I’m not thinking about eating I still use food words.
I re-started this journey two days ago. I’m thinking of it as a gift of journey. 292 more words
On the roads of Bulgaria we repeatedly encounter stork families, nesting high up on electricity or telephone poles, majestically guarding over the villages. Babies to deliver, however, were not to be discovered: in retrospect this might not be a big surprise given that with a fertility rate of 1.5 Bulgaria positions itself somewhere in the European average.