1.10.: island skies, October, sun/lightness, natural art, Miro, Matisse + journeys that don’t end

It’s the first of October today. Hadn’t thought of it when booking the trip, but it somehow fits that the time here leads from September to October, from summer to autumn.

We were so lucky with the weather, which turned the time here into days filled with light and ease. Returning to this place and bay here in the North of Mallorca, it is a bit like having a holiday apartment somewhere, where you know the place and easily step into “relax and enjoy” mode.

What also is lovely: since a year, they have a new wellness area, with warm water pool and water massage, sauna and steambath.. and we go there every evening at 7. It is so relaxing. The whole holiday feels a bit like a Mediterranean wellness time with pool time, beach walks, terrace breakfast, wellness time, reading time, good sleep..

…and with art moments. Like finding this piece of natural art at the bay. Creating a cairn – a stone tower – at sunset. Reading the Matisse biography in this southern light he enjoyed, too.

And: Miro. On Saturday, I went to the Miro foundation in Palma, which combines a museum and his atelier. Such a special place.

From there, it’s just a 10 minute drive to the museum of modern art, Es Baluard. It’s a stunning place, with an art rooftop with view:

Next to the museum is a park, a good place to rest and enjoy.

Being here, it feels timeless. Some more single moments: Reading in José Saramago’s journey book. It’s not the right book for me right now, but it lead me to reading journey quotes:

„A journey never ends.“ ― Jose Saramago

“Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.”
― Anna Quindlen

“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin

„We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.”
― Anaïs Nin


This joy of walking barefoot in sand and waves, together.


Some final pool time: reading the last chapter of the Matisse biography, and revisiting Winnie the Pooh.


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