It is the winter that somehow makes this city even more magical. I find something less touristic about cold, wet, winter night walks and crossing bridges in windy days. The scenery of less crowded streets is really making you imagine of times long past, of elegant ladies under umbrellas held by gentlemen, or Parisian cafes filled with delicacies and of…
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Drying citrus fruits for decorations
Do you ever notice that some feelings are associated with smells? Today it had to smell like orange. And clove. It had to be Christmas in every way possible around the house, as Christmas is the best anti-depressant for the moody winter days. Drying fruit for decorations proved to be much messier than I thought,…
Fragile dreams… (dedicated to my sister)
I have a soul that likes to hide. Half in the light and half in some very dark shadows. These two extremes have somehow found an ephemeral balance to the point of a certain kind of numbness. Never before did I feel so lost in thoughts as I do now. And never before did I…