Quietly admiring the Medinilla magnifica …
Nature the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, Her admonition mild…
Cela ressemble à une rue normale mais c’est une rue ensoleillée
Instead of going on a holiday abroad we rented a little cottage at one of our country’s little islands.
On the foggy foggy banks me boys we pitch and toss about…
Despite the lockdown our local florist has put maximum effort into her display for Valentines
This is de space I feel most at home amidst soft colours, paint and brushes
The snow came during quarantine time and lifted our spirits
Frau Holle shook her pillow and the lands were covered with snow
What lies is the wintery wind which is the past prophecies of what’s to come when greed grows too fast…
For my winter evening walk I had no one with whom to talk but the cottages in a row with their shining eyes in snow
This is a regular garden sight in Rovaniemi where every day is a wintery present
