Almost I can smell how home is. There is firewood and smoke, cardamom and coffee, dusty electricity of the sewing machine. Old paint at the terrace with wind through open door. Woven carpets and something good baking in the ashes of the oven. Trees crackling in the wind, pine trees and moss covered rocks.
It is more than seven months when I visited home. Next week I will be there. Still a few days to enjoy the autumn in Frankfurt.
Heippa Anna,
ReplyDeleteHyviä päiviä Frankfurttiin! Ja kotia sitten myöhemmin, se kuulostaa hyvälle, ja savun tuoksu! Kaipailen sitä ja uunin rätinää.
Kiitos kultainen Hanna.
ReplyDeletePikaisia lumikasoja ja teekuppien kilinää sinulle!
mmmm, those smells. pine trees.. fire..
ReplyDeleteall of them.
those trees are beautiful.
Thank you Donna.
ReplyDeleteToday I can smell all of it.
Hi,
ReplyDeleteI really like the little pine trees. There're clean and delicate. Seeing this kind of image is relaxing !