The way – but no walking way
Again in 1993 year, after several years of Americans cousins Gene and his mother Mary, Alan and Erin, with Milan and Olga Bárta family and with ount Marta, all by cars.
One of the first trips
to Pernštejn castle, with O. Cyril, my brother Jindra and our friends, Mirek Parajka a Marie Vitešniková, approximately 1980 year
Woven of silence
My grandfather was able to weave cloth of silence, many years ago … Last year’s winter snowflakes added ….
Blue is finest
There are many colors, in our neighborhood. Each is beautiful. But only one of them is the color of the sky … and therefore “good”
