A woman speaks… camera scripta, camera picta… a room…
Old winds that blew
When chaos was, what do
They tell the clattered trees that I
(Adelaide Crapsey, Night winds)
I live this palette, Kari.
…but live was great too!! (…smiling so much…)
Thank you so much, Ashley!!
Thank you so much, Max!!
A very Kari-good image.
Thank you so much, Eames!!
LOVE the mood here, and the tones.
Oh!! Thank you so much, Marie!! (…smiling…)
…And these incomprehensible cries of the branches in the wind
They tell us to listen to them words from the depths
thanks to you I can see even more
warm hugs !
…I know you can see it too… Thank you so much, my dear volcano!!
Warm regards and a smile…
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Believes that things should not be in small drawers inside large closets.
As we live our lives forwards, but understand them backwards (as Kierkegaard says).
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