Places that stay

As autumn slowly settles in, life takes on a quieter rhythm. The light turns warmer, the air thicker, and somehow we all start looking back a little more.

Lately, I've been thinking about the places that left a mark on me, not just the travels of this year, but the small, hidden corners where time seems to slow down.

I have some good ones here in Vienna also, I’m sharing them this time as photos today.

I remember very well the red-tinted leaves in Prater Park, glowing under the Ferris wheel's lights, when we first moved here, more than 5 years ago. Even when it wasn’t open during covid time, it was a place to go.

Also the golden dome of the church glowing between the trees, sunlight breaking gently through. This place really feel like magic in the middle of the woods.

Another day, I again found myself walking down an empty hallway in this venue on the Duna (as we call it). Being lit by the big ass chandelier. I think from all spaces I spent most time here, during the last couple of years.

This city is alive but calm all at once. Sometimes this is the best, other times the worst thing what I wanted for myself.

Somehow, these moments stay with us. These spaces hold onto who we were when we passed through them. It's not just the space that matters, but the person we were when we stood there.

The memory which lives in us, is an important one.

Maybe that's why I've started wandering again, even if it's just for an afternoon. Each small journey, a corner of a park, a street I've seen a thousand times, feels like coming home. With me, I am home. Maybe that’s the best way to keep moving forward.

It reminds me that movement itself can be healing and that stillness isn't about standing still, but about being present where you are.

Question for you:

Is there a place that's stayed with you? Where do you find yourself returning when you need some time with yourself? That instantly takes you back even when you just think of it… I’d like to see what place left a mark on you.

Until then, all the best:

Ivett