the tank makes me nervous though. but you're right, maybe it is the light, that makes it look like leaving. for good. like an antique leftover. these days seem to come around softening the biggest failure and seem to bring a very tender love.
nadine, wow, right?! they are a new discovery for me too...hugs
hampton :) gracias!
jael, visst? kram
nanna, oh wow! spännande, tre är massor! och jag tänker choklad citron choklad citron och undrar vad jag vill skicka dig! häromdagen när jag plockade citroner från trädet ville jag posta en till dig...dom luktar så annorlunda, färska citroner, så gott! kramar
annton, me TOOOOOOOO! but it there, in one of those life moments...so it simply joined here. softening the biggest failure? curious about your words. wine and chat?! on a terrace in berlin! would love that!
anne, liefs, bedankt!
jenny, så roligt att du är här, har tänkt på dig, kramar
lieve sara will je me nog mailen met een handgeschreven naam ik wil heel graag iets voor je maken! maar gebruik ik dezelfde naam/tekst als nu? of niet?
My partner and I stumbled over here coming from a different web address and thought I might check things out. I like what I see so now i am following you. Look forward to looking into your web page for a second time.
Take me places, dear Sara, love it! I did concrete by my own during my study... in different ratio of pepples, sand, water and cement. Often concrete seems to be very, very hard and ugly. But sometimes one can find even imprints of wood grain... You have a soft ey, again, my friend. You captured it very well. The tank seems hard, grim against the organic material. Then the wonderful pics and music... wonderful post! Thank you, Dear.
Oh, I do like your description of the tenderness of concrete. Finding it in the unexpected, there is something especially beautiful about that. I hope your weekend was indeed a peaceful one, and I am so glad I found a spare moment to visit and drink in this post. (For me, today, that first image in particular.)
gee, you just made me discover alt-j? wow.
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ReplyDeleteTambién para ti, Sara!
ReplyDeleteBra sång Sara. Kram!
ReplyDeleteDetsamma önskar jag dig.. Och vet du! Paketet är skickat... Tro det eller ej:) blev bara tre askar men jag kan skicka fler ggr. Stor kram
ReplyDeletethe tank makes me nervous though. but you're right, maybe it is the light, that makes it look like leaving. for good. like an antique leftover. these days seem to come around softening the biggest failure and seem to bring a very tender love.
ReplyDeletetake me places - yes!
ReplyDeletejij ook een heel fijn weekend daar! liefs!
Jag gillade aprilelden! Fin bild! Våren kommer här också men det går sakta, med våren kommer också lite mer energi, jag hoppas att det håller i sig
ReplyDelete'sometimes even concrete seems tender.'
ReplyDeletejust love that phrase.
yes, all perspective, all open, all possible.
take me places
ReplyDeleteyes please
beautiful song
klem xoxo
nadine, wow, right?! they are a new discovery for me too...hugs
ReplyDeletehampton :) gracias!
jael, visst? kram
nanna, oh wow! spännande, tre är massor! och jag tänker choklad citron choklad citron och undrar vad jag vill skicka dig! häromdagen när jag plockade citroner från trädet ville jag posta en till dig...dom luktar så annorlunda, färska citroner, så gott! kramar
annton, me TOOOOOOOO! but it there, in one of those life moments...so it simply joined here. softening the biggest failure? curious about your words. wine and chat?! on a terrace in berlin! would love that!
anne, liefs, bedankt!
jenny, så roligt att du är här, har tänkt på dig, kramar
monica, ALL open!
demie, that is you right?! klem!
Ha en underbar helg du med.
ReplyDeleteConcrete, warmed by the sun on the cool of an autumn evening is deliciously tender ... that transfer of warmth.
ReplyDeletemiss ud tack snälla!
ReplyDeletegeoff, right! for you i guess it is autumn...for us it is spring! :) that really confused me when i was in australia.
take me places
ReplyDeleteyes
please!!
lieve sara
will je me nog mailen
met een handgeschreven naam
ik wil heel graag iets voor je maken!
maar
gebruik ik dezelfde naam/tekst als nu?
of niet?
xx
My partner and I stumbled over here coming from a
ReplyDeletedifferent web address and thought I might check things out.
I like what I see so now i am following you. Look forward to looking into your web page for a second time.
My site ... acoustic guitar chord
Dina bilder och ord är så vackra, jag blir lugn och glad. Kram!
ReplyDeleteTake me places, dear Sara, love it!
ReplyDeleteI did concrete by my own during my study... in different ratio of pepples, sand, water and cement. Often concrete seems to be very, very hard and ugly. But sometimes one can find even imprints of wood grain...
You have a soft ey, again, my friend. You captured it very well.
The tank seems hard, grim against the organic material.
Then the wonderful pics and music... wonderful post! Thank you, Dear.
Love
xo Ariane.
dont know if i feel the same, but i feeeeeeeeeeeel. i feeeeel your pics.
ReplyDeletekisses dear sara
i hope you weekend was great,Sara :)
ReplyDeletei love your posts,your words and your photos,they bring me a kind of peace that it's hard to explain but really nice to feel*
beautiful song!
ReplyDeleteOh, I do like your description of the tenderness of concrete. Finding it in the unexpected, there is something especially beautiful about that. I hope your weekend was indeed a peaceful one, and I am so glad I found a spare moment to visit and drink in this post. (For me, today, that first image in particular.)
ReplyDeleteSeen through your eyes, it is tender. Thank you letting us see through them here. XO
ReplyDeletewishing you lots of love and sunshine too dear sara <3
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