Somewhere between the fourth coffee and the first linden breeze in the city, I realized – the month of May is not just about living it, it’s about feeling it. With your heart, with your skin, with your bare feet in the grass. And mostly – with your palate.
Because right now, at this fine line between spring and summer, everything starts to taste like... cherries. I’m not only talking about the fruit. I’m talking about the feeling that life is bittersweet, alluring and a little messy – but that’s the beauty of it.
Eat.
I was 12 when I realized that cherries were more than just some fruit. I was in Plovdiv and a random lady told me that you are not supposed to “have” the cherries, you are supposed to “kiss” them. I have been looking at them as a fruit you rather flirt with than consume it ever since. A prelude to summer love.
And if you are asking me, cherries shouldn’t be wasted snacking in front of the TV. They are to be a ritual. They are to be served with a smile. They are meant to be put on cakes as decorations. They are to be painted on a canvas with a glass of wine in hand. Quite literally – like in this art class with acrylic paints, which you can see here: GiftComeTrue painting and wine. A gift that combines art, real experience and at least one awesome photo for your story.
Travel.
Cherries grow everywhere, but true memories are cultivated where you least expect it – on the road, at unexpected corners, at vineyards or early sunsets. Spring does not wait. Spring takes your hand and leads you. Sometimes to Kavarna, sometimes to a tiny winery in the Thracian valley, where you taste red wine and tell yourself: “This is life.”
And if you are looking for a wine and cherry escape, here is one: Weekend wine tour with a tasting. Two glasses, two smiles and many opportunities to say “cheers” to new beginnings.
And love.
Love May. Love the colors of spring and the gentle rays of sun. Love yourself with a messy hair bun and no make-up on and stay confident that you are exactly where you should be. Love those who don’t just buy you cherries but would also wash them for you.
Sometimes love is silent. Like that spa ritual, which you don’t post about on Instagram, but which makes you shine from the inside out. If you fancy a cherry touch on your skin, create it with a sour cherry and rose spa ritual – because fine living means taking care of yourself attentively, not in a rush.
Every year May comes with a promise – for a new beginning, for a little bit more freedom, for fresher emotions. And we, the women of “Eat, travel and love” welcome it with cherry lipsticks and dresses waving in the breeze.