Dear Thursday,
Some snow and snow clouds that I collected from my older journeys for you. Feel soft inside them! I keep my hands busy, did not have the time to go to buy a Name Day flower today. But tomorrow. Stepping from the arctic weather inside a flower shop feels like entering a rain forest. Tomorrow I can imagine the wild animals laughing up in the trees of colors.
Evening greetings of soft piano tunes and lullabying snow covers,
Anna Emilia
(The painting is for a poem called Alda Aldanna, by S. The photos are taken in Iceland the year 2004
and 2005 while climbing Upsafjall in Dalvík and from airplane while flying over Vatnajökull.)