The weather's been wonderful since

The weather's been wonderful since yesterday, and I've perked up quite a bit. My writing, the best thing I have, is coming along well. I go to the attic almost every
morning to get the stale air out of my lungs. This morning when I went there, Peter was busy cleaning up. He finished quickly and came over to where I was sitting onmy favorite spot on the floor. The two of us looked out at the blue sky, the bare chestnut tree glistening with dew, the seagulls and other birds glinting with silver as they swooped through the air, and we were so moved and entranced that we couldn't speak. He stood with his head against a thick beam, while I sat. We breathed in the air, looked outside and both felt that the spell shouldn't be broken with words. We remained like this for a long while, and by the time he had to go to the loft to chop wood, I knew he was a good, decent boy. He climbed the ladder to the loft, and I followed; during the fifteen minutes he was chopping wood, we didn't say a word either. I watched him from where I was standing, and could see he was obviously doing his best to chop the right way and show off his strength. But I also looked out the open window, letting my eyes roam over a large part of Amsterdam, over the rooftops and on to the horizon, a strip of blue so pale it was almost invisible. "As long as this exists," I thought, "this sunshine and this cloudless sky, and as long as I can enjoy it, how can I be sad?"

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Vrijeme je bilo prekrasno od jučer, a ja sam živnuo vrlo malo. Moje pisanje, najbolje što imam, dolazi zajedno dobro. Idem na tavan gotovo svaki
jutro da se ustajali zrak iz pluća. Jutros kada sam otišao tamo, Petar je bio zauzet čišćenje. Brzo je završio i došao je do mjesta gdje sam sjedio onmy omiljeno mjesto na podu. Nas dvoje pogledao u plavo nebo, goli kestena blistavim rose, galebovi i druge ptice su svjetlucale sa srebrom kao što su obrušio kroz zrak, a mi smo bili toliko dirnuti i oduševljena da mi ne može govoriti. Stajao je s glavom prema gustom zraku, dok sam sjedio. Udahnuo smo u zraku, pogledao van i oboje osjećali da čarolija ne smije biti slomljena riječima. Ostali smo ovako za dugo vrijeme, a kad je morao otići u potkrovlju sjeći drva, znala sam da je dobar, pristojan momak. Popeo se ljestvama u potkrovlje, a ja sam slijedio; tijekom petnaest minuta bio je cijepanje drva, mi nije rekao ni riječi bilo. Gledao sam ga od mjesta gdje sam stajao, a moglo se vidjeti da je očito trudeći se nasjeckati na pravi način i pokazati svoju snagu. Ali sam i pogledao kroz otvoren prozor, ostavljajući moje oči lutaju po velikom dijelu Amsterdama, preko krovova i na horizontu, pojas plavi tako blijeda da je gotovo nevidljiv. "Sve dok to postoji," pomislio sam, "ovo sunce i to bez oblaka nebo, i dok god ja mogu uživati ​​u njoj, kako mogu biti tužan?"