hey summer

cherry season has started!

I am longing for swedish summer, my heart is once again torn in different directions. north, south, east and west.

summer skies

I watched this movie again. this song is so beautiful.

your tears are like mine

my parents went back to sweden and it feels like they left a big, empty space behind them. I need to re-adjust to all that space.

the change of season brings me energy and motivation, I feel more ready to crawl out of my cave to explore people and places around me.

working hard with my body, makes a quiet mind

building mud walls and breaking concrete bricks.

and now back inside my body, back to dancing, send me luck, oh please do!

from above

I need a different point of view.

wish you a beautiful thursday!

when not here then there

waiting for the rain while eating a misshapen, but tasty, lemon-chocolate-strawberry cake.

life is a wonder. strangest wonder. and I dream the strangest dreams.

talking about wonders, I received some very yummy, spicy ginger candies from the sweet nanna, thank you♥

what’s cooking

another internet breakdown, which ended up in this radio silence.

there were plenty of lovely kitchen moments, and other more or less lovely moments in life. how are you guys doing?

take me places

sometimes even concrete seems tender.

all these images around me brings me connotations, associations, feelings and thoughts. our mind is such an intricate mechanism.

loving this song right now. wish you a peaceful weekend.

dear april

I am not sure I am ready to part from you yet. how come you are leaving so suddenly?

p.s meet my little green garden buddy, he also left me quite suddenly: real good at hiding in that camouflage suite of his.

friday

tired tigers, broken plates, please love, heat waves and mouthful of conversations.

walking on the boulevard, sweat drizzling from my knees, watching friday morning coffee drinkers and other urban pleasures, an old man sitting next to his caretaker on a wooden bench, reading the newspaper, shouts to me; ‘miss, miss, I love you, is that ok?’

‘of course it is!’ , I answered.

grattis älskade pappa

happy birthday dearest daddy! I feel so lucky to be your daughter.

all into

…green shakes (throw a banana or two, one green apple, fresh greens from the garden: like kale, silver beet, parsley and cilantro, a few spoons of yoghurt, a few of water, flaxseed, shea seed, nuts or what have you into a jug and mix mix mix until heavenly smooth and then drink it!), second hand, worn and torn cottons (project sewing:turning popsicle maternity dress into popsicle non maternity dress) and garden treasures.

and I just saw this movie, very touching about homosexuality and intimacy, made me want to cry.

what are you into these days?