Yes, det er snø igen!

 

So I have to feed my birds:)

 

 

 

Weekend  again and lots of things to be thankful about like New year’s lunch at work! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let us forget the diet just for this time:)


Ending this post with this poem that was written by someone dear to me.


Dreamer


In dreams I live again,

and dwell in fragrant spring,

rose filled skies begin to rise,

for hearts’ wider blossoming.


Poetry is for dreamers,

dreamers who’d die for love’s cost,

And I’m a dreamer who die for you

for you the one I love the most…



Have a nice weekend friends!

 

JOY

 

 

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