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.

e.d.



3/2/14

moving very slowly with your nature letters

the birch around the corner of patrice's house
is loosing it's bark. here is the small tulip's cutout, 
turned to the darker inner side. the wooden piece
is made of birch, too. i always buy few pieces when 
i go to finland. and little brooch for you is ready.



the light is becoming softer and warmer, 
even here i can see it. happy spring to you!






















научиться не волноваться больше, 
чем нужно и раньше, чем нужно. 

4 comments:

  1. and a happy spring to you!
    i agree +
    i love your delicate birch flower.
    good night, dear olga.

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  2. beloved birch
    it always was my dearest tree
    with its many shades of white
    and know it will also be a flower
    a jewel
    happy spring dear olga

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  3. dear olga
    last week your beautiful package came
    ..... sigh .....
    i love just all of it!
    thank you so, so much
    xoxo
    Patrice A.

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olga.




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