when the winter garden fell asleep, you have only memories about soon spring.
the lack of sunlight colors, gray short days and bare trees - it's my everyday picture. and you realize that it's time to slow down your pace as well.
nature knows better how the sleeping time is necessary before a big job.
wearing colorful wool sweaters and drink tea with raspberries from my mother's garden.
in the memories of my lush sunny days my new dish
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