When it snows in Prague

Hey loves,

How about starting the year in a white magical fairytale.

I have woken up today to the sights of snow in Prague all over the news. Prague is one of my favorite cities ever in the world & the snow gives it an even more romantic charm.

It would be just enough to walk among the snow in this amazing city full of history to make everything better in our eyes.

As i love reading about Prague, i will share these passages with you:

“The streets of Prague were a fantasia scarcely touched by the twenty-first century—or the twentieth or nineteenth, for that matter. It was a city of alchemists and dreamers, its medieval cobbles once trod by golems, mystics, invading armies. Tall houses glowed goldenrod and carmine and eggshell blue, embellished with Rococo plasterwork and capped in roofs of uniform red. Baroque cupolas were the soft green of antique copper, and Gothic steeples stood ready to impale fallen angels. The wind carried the memory of magic, revolution, violins, and the cobbled lanes meandered like creeks.” – Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke and Bone

‘Prague, we are told, is the most “magical”, the most “mystical” city in Europe, the continent’s one-time capital of astrology and alchemy, its ghetto the birthplace of the mysterious and menacing Golem and home to all manner of esotericism, hermeticism and witchcraft.’ – Richard Burton, Richard D. E. Burton, The proverbial Mother of Cities, Prague: A Cultural and Literary History

“On a hill in Prague there is a castle that has stood for a thousand years. From its windows one can see a forest of gilded cupolas and baroque towers, slate roofts and sacred spires. Visible too are the stone bridges spanning the broad and winding Vltava River as its waters flow northward at a leisurely pace. Through the centuries, the beauty of Prague has been enriched by the labor of artisans from a plethora of nationalities and creeds; it is a Czech city with a variety of accents, at its best in spring when the fragrant blossoms of the lindens burst forth, the forsythia turns gold, and the skies seem an impossible blue. The people, known for their diligence, resilience, and pragmatist, look forward each winter to when the day lengthen, the breezes soften, the trees regain their covering, and the river banks issue a silent summons to play.” – Madeleine Albright, Prague Winter: A Personal Story of Remembrance and War, 1937-1948

One can never have enough of admiring Prague in all its glory ❤️

I wish you a peaceful start of 2021!

With love,

Maja ❤️

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