my white room

i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.



`nature letter`

it took me longer to find in my boxes
the right pin, old brass tiny to make this
clam shell with a pearl for you, patrice. i 
hope you will enjoy this little fragile necklace, 

and thank you for this `liebster blog`!,  the hardest 
thing for me to choose. one day i would love to  make
something for every reader. this time for xenia, hwasoon,
valerie, carrie and alma,

every day it rains. i was standing under the plastic yellow 
roof on the kid`s playground soaking for an hour. then sun
came out and made it all so warm, took away all fresh air
but i like these days when one side of the street covered 
with cool shadows and another one filled with sun 

my bells of ireland are going higher and higher every day
and the tastiest bread with no flavor hard and little sweet
because of the whole grain and pattern

good night to you,


  1. Bells of Ireland! Oh how lovely!!! *smiles* Norma

  2. dear you
    it is beautiful!
    the pearl in the shell
    so fine and fragile
    it and you
    move me

    thank you!
    Patrice A.

  3. oh!
    I like it here very much
    the eyes open for the tiny wonders

    and thank you for stopping by

  4. such a wonderful necklace! Here we have rain too every day now...

  5. thank you for thinking of me
    dear olga, i am too.
    your pretty necklace
    and the raindrops
    the most beautiful jewels of them all
    here, even if it's not possible,
    the sun is on both sides of the street )


  6. What a lovely handmade necklace and words to go with them, Olga. I am also a fan of the quiet rain photos!

  7. I love that everything you make Olga is like nature you reunited the little shell with a pearl. :)


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