The royal pleasures of summer.

I’ve had enough of it. One more morning to greet me with a grey sky, and I’ll shoot someone, but the joke would be on me, there aren’t any people in the streets, they’re all at home, overcuddling their dogs, as a compensation mechanism, some kind of seasonal displacement activity, overdosing on cookies won’t help any longer, you started that in October, anyway, I can’t stand it any longer, it’s so depressing. I’ve tried to walk the splendid gardens of Charlottenburg Palace to put me in a better mood, one of the royal Prussian residences in my direct neighbourhood, but it didn’t help much, turns out, all that splendour, all that rococo, all that abundance, all that gold and turquoise, all these shades of green, all that chinoiserie, all of it does need some light to shine, too, turns out, it’s just “Bonjour, tristesse” in winter. But I shall be patient, I’ll wait, I’ll endure this rotten season of greyish dullness, I’ll just need some more egg noggs to nogg me out till summer’s back.

One thought on “The royal pleasures of summer.

  1. Thank you for this magnificent visit which brings back memories of my own visit in September last year when it was warm and the sun was shining. I felt inspired to finally go inside after reading about the interiors on this blog and am so glad I did. But winter in Berlin is truly awful. So devoid of light and colour and dark at 4pm. So break out the egg nog, the whisky and the champagne – it’s the chicest and best survival strategy.

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