Fire taps into something really ancient in all of us, going back all the way to our first human ancestors that walked the plains of Africa. Both fascinating and terrifying.
A little poem about months and seasons and weather.
A week since Brussels when this goes up; a poem inspired by the best sides of humanity that you encounter during such horrible times.
That somber reminder that it is still early days for spring where I live.
I hope you all are having a good Easter weekend. 🙂
Some of my favorite spring flowers, that aren’t wild here that is.
A beloved sign of spring for me, with a humorous twist at the end.
Portraying a Swedish Easter tradition, and probably why Trick or Treating as it is in America never really took off properly here, cause we already have an equivalent around Easter time.
Inspired by… Many political debates I have seen. And captures my mood when feel the most pessimistic about politicians in general.
It’s what we all long for, this time of year.