Author: Inside the Box
To some it may seem like an unorderly mess to me it is my perfectly ordered working space
When you look closely you can see the little rabbits hopping and playing safely within distance of the snowy thickets
Along the autumn gloomed path I watched the high trees wave
As Autumn is at its full coloured glory the little oriole sings his song
While the bleak autumn weather blows its leaves, we enjoy a cosy cupper at the fireplace…
Some places you’d rather not be…
We had a yoga session in the wooden cabin at the border of the forest close to the sea…
They closed the Asylum long ago yet when you enter the facilities it feels as though it has not been abandoned…
