I might sound trivial, but the resemblance between life challenges and forest trails is striking. Unexpected downs, alarmingly steep ups, slippery slopes and branches, dry branches—danger for careless eyes, one cannot rest for a single moment. One had to manage balancing listening to birdsongs and staying on a narrow path, watching sunbeams through the dense canopy of pine and birch trees and considering the stability of rocks under a horse’s feet.

It has been a while since the last time I wrote on a fashion-related topic. But, again, it is the area that resonates with my interests, although I am no longer working in the industry. What became a trigger to contemplate and then share tips for successful thrifting is a new wool camel blazer I recently purchased at a second-hand store.

Only a few endless months, that arose and vanished without anyone noticing, took us to acquire identical routine, repetitive behaviour and similar mind-set. Besides the common, and rightly so, a phrase that each new day shall be perceived as a miracle-which I would not even dare to disprove-through the following passage, I should point on something more detailed than a rising sun as a general expected fact.

All and all consisted of contrasts that day: milky patches of snow, jade, dense forest, moon about the hills and mountains and fading sunset. How beautiful! Oh, where to find words to describe that reflection of moonlight in the river. Oh divine grace of God, of His artistic heart that created a little man, a little me, and placed in the centre of such days and places as we have witnessed today.