Omnium

Sunday, September 07, 2014

Colourful chaos.

Walking homewards.

A beauty is born.
She came, smiled and won the hearts.
And this is her name.

Anton Bruckner (September 4th, 1824 - October 11, 1896)

A visitor in the sage bush.

On the road back home,
five bookshelves on the trailer.
My thoughts cloudwalking.

More tomatoes.

Breathing in the view,
knowing I am privileged.
War is somewhere else.


There will be a girl wearing the same babygro once her mother wore.

* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?Nah. It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Tiny barbecue at No. 10.