Those classic vintage photos. They just catch my eye and I have to save each and everyone of them. I can't help it, my computer is filled with them. I often wish we still had those clothes and those hairdos. And that special way of photographing. Sure, every digital camera on the market today can probably take such pictures, but still. it's not the same, is it.
In less than two weeks, one of my best friends is getting married. It happens to be on the same day as the Swedish Crown Princess Victoria is tying the knot and I'm a little frustrated with that, actually.
I would have really liked to see the chaos live (on TV) but of course my friend is a thousand times more important! Besides, I suppose they will show reruns for months and months to come so it's cool.
Anyhow, in the spirit of weddings, here's some beautiful pictures for you.
Everything is bright, colourful. We're barefoot in the grass, lying in the sun, taking long walks and just trying to grasp as much as the often short summer in Scandinavia. Perhaps it makes us appreciate it even more.
Anyhow, the consequence is that the blog is still and boring. I'm so sorry.
I'm so happy. Even though I carry my mother's health in my heart, there's room for a man's love there too. We have grown so close these days and I just want to sing like the birds in the sky and hug everyone I meet.
I hope you all have this kind of love in your hearts!
Barely anything are as beautiful as women, in my opinion. The femininity appeals to me, I don't know why though. It might be the vulnerability combined with strength and beauty.
Outside my window, the landlord has started project spring cleanup. I enjoy standing by the kitchen window and look at how pretty it gets. Although the sun isn't shining quite as much as wished and the temperature is climbing a bit too slowly, it is spring. No doubt about it. And. It. Feels. So. Good.