Once again (I really don't know how many times) I saw how hard it is to keep the habit.
Always, after a few days of total disconnection from Steemit, at the beginning, and now from Hive, it was very difficult for me to resume my usual writing activity. The habit of writing almost daily, once interrupted, turns into something opposite for me, which stops me from posting again.
Now I am in the same situation. An interruption of a few days, caused by a trip to an isolated area of Romania, where I did not have access to the internet. Today I returned home and I try, without success, to post something. I feel like many decades ago, before some exams, when I couldn't learn anything at the last minute.
And yet I want to return to the old habit. I think I have to resort to the easiest way to write something ... a challenge. Always the backup solution. I know many challenges but the easiest and most enjoyable for me at the moment can only be #alwaysaflower, hosted by my friend 
During my recent trip, I visited, at my wife's request, a famous monastery in Transylvania. The name is Nicula. Certainly, after this warm-up I will make a much broader post about this place.
An interesting fact about the monasteries in Romania. Most of them are built in places where nature is of special beauty. The same happens with Nicula.
I was even more impressed by the view from the monastery to the village.
But I want to go from the big things to the smallest. Near the monastery, on the side of a road I saw poppies. I really like poppies, I can say that I love them. For me they are an indicator, it shows me that summer has arrived, the time has come to go to the sea!
This time the sea is very far away. Over five hundred kilometers to home and another two hundred to the sea. That is if I talk about the sea in Romania. But as in the last twenty years I have preferred to go to sea in neighboring Bulgaria or Greece, the distance increases a lot. From Nicula Monastery it is a thousand kilometers to the Black Sea in Bulgaria or one thousand five hundred kilometers to the Aegean Sea in Greece. This year distance is not the biggest problem, the covid pandemic 19 might prevent me from seeing the sea.
Only the red poppies and the sunflower remind me of the desire, fulfilled so far every year, to see the sea, to live a few days on its shore.