The windy sky in Barbora’s eyes.
One of these great fires in my evening sky
My gardens sweets in all shapes and colors before they turned into
a yummy and warming soup. That I had every week.
A light dot afternoon with Kristin. Talking about the new
life that awaits us.
A golden walk, the most golden it has ever been
So much warmth and cuteness from
someone so little while meeting
my lovely friend Marie and her family.
Cooling ourselves right next to the little water fountain.
And now August is gone. September is waiting for me.
Going on vacation, moving out and moving in.
The end of the year is becoming to be
my new beginning.