Here is a little mood booster for Monday.

I love this song.

I mean… I LOOOOVE this song!

This girl has been through quite much…  and she can still create something this positive and happy.

Well… I’d rather call it humble happiness.

And that kind of language really speaks to me…

Enjoy!

This blogging thing might be the best thing ever invented.

Really.

Maybe right after sweets.

OK… sweets and comedies.

OK… sweets, comedies and … let me stop myself right here and leave…

NOT (you’re gonna have to remove me ’cause I ain’t going nowhere).

Anyways, it’s gorgeous because blogging keeps me thinking about new projects and makes me go on.

I just LOVE IT…

With Easter being just around the corner, I think it is a very good idea to get ready and stuff your home with as many Easter eggs as possible.

And why not have some of them crocheted?

This is my way of creating them.

You can find a pattern below… until then, enjoy the step-by-step pictures.

This is an almost finished egg waiting to be stuffed.

You can stuff your crocheted egg with scrape yarn, cotton stuffing, fiberfill or polyfill.

These can be found in your supermarket or in a craft store.

I marked the ends of the rounds with this pin to know where they started and where they finished.

I really like the shape of this egg (and really don’t like the dryness of my hands).

It’s so cute.

With every new little spring decoration I manage to get, I become more and more relieved.

Because I like to welcome this greatest season of all in a really big style.

I am so glad I had my camera with me today…

So glad.

Does it happen to you as well these days?

Do you feel those immense amounts of energy being poured upon you from who knows where?

Me, being the child of spring, go through this high-energy phase every year – I just can’t wait until it arrives.

Spring is my legal drug (not that there are any illegal in my life… that I know of).

Now you might be asking what spring has in common with the picture of a castle placed above.

Well… in my case – quite much.

Because right now I am in the state which makes me feel like taking a picture of every single interesting thing on the face of the earth.

So why not start with history?

History is so interesting and here where I live (which is at the very heart of Europe) it lies around every corner… literally.

For example – the castle that we visited last weekend (and that I am going to give you a sneak peek of) is about one thousand years old…

One thousand years old!

That’s something, ha?

It is called Bzovik and I consider it a great place for vampires to reside in.

I can perfectly imagine their coffins placed in the basement.

Spooky…

What I really, really loved about that place was that there was no guard or keeper or whatever the name of the person should be.

You can freely come in, go anywhere you like, look into any hole you find, visit any chamber you come across inside.

Basically, what you can do is to unleash your imagination entirely and, without even noticing it yourself, start to speak to your imaginary servants, husband, lovers, children… and then your boyfriend finds you and asks whether you are foggy in your brain of what…

Anyway, this is the building which started it all – the monastery.

Monks used to live there in perfect harmony for about four hundred years.

Until… just until that day… when one guy decided to have them all murdered and change the monastery into a fortress.

The reason?

He fancied a different religion.

Things happen…

That was when these walls were built around the church.

Nice, tall, firm walls… with four towers… one in every corner.

And this is the great tower – the greatest of all four towers. It was a self-sufficient tower housing the lord and his family, which, at times, became a sturdy refuge capable of withstanding at least a brief siege.

Most chambers are situated in this part of the wall.

Hello, welcome… just sit down and enjoy the view and some gunfire…

Would you like some wine or beer with that?

Other towers were used for guarding purposes.

This is the interior or the guard tower.

Please, notice the shape of the window – it widens inwards. These early windows did not let much light in, but provided good protection from incoming missiles.

Just perfect for a gun and one wakeful eye.

Where are you hiding, ugly suckers?

In case you wondered what stairs might look like after they had been used for exactly 500 years – here is the answer.

Ghosts were really good at hiding this time… but I am not giving up… I’ll find you somewhere else… don’t you worry for a second.

I am finally at peace now.

It wasn’t like that before.

I used to struggle and ask myself these never-ending questions: “Why-oh-why dear Petra do you start a project and jump onto another one before having the first one finished? Why? Tell me why? Where’s your willpower gone?”

And then I visited my Mom’s home a few days ago… and she started showing me her recent knitting projects-opening one drawer after another…

Altogether, we counted six things that she was currently working on…

And I just don’t worry ever since…

This is my favorite book.

The favoritest…est…est of all.

It was absolute love at first sight when I first saw it.

I had instantly gotten amazed by its wonderful, vibrant colors.

And by the wonderful golden edges.

“Varázslatos mesék” means Magical Fairy-tales… this much I know.

And we are speaking Hungarian here, ladies and gentlemen.

Except, I don’t understand any other word inside the book.

Not a SINGLE word.

Because I just don’t speak Hungarian.

When I look at this page I see nothing… there’s no meaning to me at all.

… but this… this makes SO much meaning – the wonderful pictures and illustrations – it’s unbelievable.

The whole book is flooded with the loveliest pictures I have ever seen.

Some are really funny.

Some are dramatic.

Do you know this smart guy?

You surely do.

What a cute little girl.

And what a cute little puppy.

These lovely animals seem to be living in sweet and perfect harmony over there.

What a bliss.

I love these wonderful details – there’s an abundance of them in the book.

So cute.

Look – this is me… chubby and knitting.

Yay – me again, baking – that’s my thing.

I love to thumb through this book and indulge in its wonderful illustrations.

A big THANK YOU to all the people who have put this perfect piece of art together.

(P.S.: Have you noticed?… “Illustrations: Magda”.

Who are you Magda?… Where are you?… I want to be your friend.)