It is a windy and a rainy morning, quite mild air. Melodies of drumming on window sills. Days are getting so short and when the clouds hug, they seem even shorter.
Lingering in a few weeks back when frosty air covered everything in glimmer. How the day was so pastel and when the night turned on its lights, the landscape became so huge.
Two photos from the same place, same day. Oh how small we are and how beautiful our planet Earth is.
Star shines and fresh winds!
(The second photo is taken by my brother.)
Late evenings are dark already. Stars appear to shine in the ceiling of that black. Like friends, appearing after a long time. There have been good evenings sitting under their twinkle.
More layers to wear on those late evenings. Maybe this small Tree House could be a place to stay and gaze above. Through leaves and jasmine flowers the stars would wave. A custom painting which flew over The North Atlantic Ocean.
Oceans, what lies in their bottoms? Under-water mountains, like the longest mountain range. Maybe some messages in bottles. Dropped shoes and cameras. Homes of animals and plants that we won´t see. A lot to dream about with mystical colors. A lot to protect on our beautiful Earth.
Mellow weekend greetings to you, stay well.
P.s. Tree House is now available as a print for pre-order, here.
