that was years ago as I recall. The beauty of some times of memory surpasses me and the force it takes to be here in place in time- oh- i find it hard
maybe once upon a time there were hills named over my dear grandma who baked well and always had the grey hair and the round smile
- oh- I now look upon her shading my eyes with her gift;
the sun is overwhelming.
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There is a time, when the sea we have inside is stormy. And strong waves touch our surface. Then all the calm we try to keep to outside is broken and all those things we try to keep inside can go out.
Stormy days are not always bad, just one must keep oneself save at "home".
I am thinking to travel greece this year...
dear friend,
you are on my mind.
take care,
hugs!
Ibb, have you heard the news about my country? not the news that we live in total chaos; here, in this town, and also in every little village, next to lakes, mountains, rivers and seas, life changes more slowly. We talk a lot about this disaster, but refuse to believe everything we hear. Nevertheless, we have to expect the worse.
But, I am happy this crisis finally arrived. It ought to have come earlier. No other way out of this society's misery. But, now, now it is here, I fear, no man can actually take advantage of this turn of history.
I miss the summer in greece; I miss life in greece, greece itself, they are in my dream, I, too, would like to go to greece this year. this poor country
Ritva, I also miss you :)
Finn
I'm sorry to hear all these news from Greece, you have lovely country. I hope better future for you.
Beautiful images.
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