‘the sound of rain’
I shut my window – smack
ah – the nightingale
Carpe Diem Only The First Line #25 the sound of rain.
‘the sound of rain’
I shut my window – smack
ah – the nightingale
Carpe Diem Only The First Line #25 the sound of rain.
the chrysanthemum’s flowering. © Matsuo Basho
my tea bowl
green like my tea – ginkgo
so soft and warm
Next is Bolero – I know I will like that one – because I love Bolero! This time Győri Balett Company. Thursday will bring this great event.
Carpe Diem #1153 Raku, Japanese pottery.
feminist Sweden
lost awareness – failed ruling
fatal seriousness
How false they are! I’m ashamed of my government!
Daily Prompt: Seriousness.
A day without a sunrise. A day without a set. Just a day – another day – in the coldness. Hostile coldness inside. (I mean of course indoors not inside …. that English!) No flowers would like this and I don’t either.
So I made some strong coffee – really strong – south Swedish – a special kind of dark roast. And I also was in need of dark chocolate. A day like today. Has to be at least 70 % cocoa.
Wish I had some beautiful flowers …
bowing greens
long stripes to reach blossoms
all in lilac and snow
… though … glad I have my imagination for a Japanese Ikebana …
I turn the heat up. Listen to the ‘classica‘ piano concert. Glance towards my colored pencils beside. Or – in fact – they glance at me – and very insistently.
Carpe Diem #1152 Ikebana.
under worried sky
I lay down and close my eyes
letting everything pass by
Inspired by Indulgent by Lize Bard.