All the colours burst into a blaze once more.
Branches knitted delicious lace for the Sun,
Branches knitted delicious lace for the Sun,
She shed a tear for the last dying flower,
And kissed the houses' forehead, before she's gone.
And kissed the houses' forehead, before she's gone.
Decemberi napfény
Búcsúzóul még lángra lobbantotta a színeket,
Rozsdavörös csipkét horgolt faágakból a Nap.
Könnyeket hullatott az utolsó virágért,
És homlokon csókolt egy kopott tűzfalat.
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| This little violet thought it was spring. |
Yes, a sunny day in December, rare and short, is exactly like this.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comments today. If you like the wall calendar, you will find interesting images googling Martta Wendelin. Another beloved Finnish illustrator was Rudolf Koivu.
I was happy to "meet" you in 2016. Here's to an interesting new (blogging) year 2017! Merry Christmas, dear Edit!
Thank you, Sara! ♥
DeleteAh ! i am captivated by your beautiful description of autumn .
ReplyDeletelovely pictures !
Thank you very much!
DeleteSuch beautiful winter textures and silhouettes!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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