I love my dresses my mother made to me when I was a child. I have saved them dearly. They are so well and neat done.
My mother also sewed dresses to the princesses of Sweden because she was so particular when sewing. The princesses are our King’s sisters.
hon hade en dröm
iklädd blommor
och söta rynkor
She had a dream – dressed in flowers – and cute wrinkles.
I decided – to check in forever – into myself.
Oh dear stones – one for each place I lived – saved in heart.
Listening and hear – but going on doing my own way – the crazy art whisperer.
All in pieces – carried around in every step – my humble story.
Reading the writing – a key to thoughts in mind – the smiling heart.
A focus point – holding on straight to your heart – facing life.
Love for stones – sensually built to reach the top – all by me.
Hugs of dearest – I’m so excited – crazy creative.
A love for curiosity
experiencing above and beyond
the taste in life.
