Parts from my nearest sourrundings. On my balcony I say hello to the sun, when it rises, and goodnight, when it’s sunsettime. I watch the moon in all her phases - wakes up in the middle of the night, bathed in moonlight. From my balcony I shout out my joy and succes to the Universe. My balcony is also a perfect place to cry and scream out frustrations and anger, when everything is too much. (It happens I howl to the moon.) On my balcony and in the garden I find peace, when thoughts and visions are spinning to fast. Peace and inspiration to sharpen a project from idea to action. Peace, joy and harmony. The Wise Woman and I.
View from my balcony.
Balconyscene with herbs and flowers
Nature versus construction
Pink stillettoes in the sun. Mostly they're out at night.
A flamingo on a balcony?
The birchtree
