November 15, 2019

*misty mourning | part 1


The world is full of spiders.
In this misty times it gets even more obvious as their diligent constructed spiderwebs become all visible and I never get tired of admiring them.

We have such heavy storms right now, the wind was howling all night and the branches of the firs were constantly clacking against the roof of our home. Dreams of broken off trees were haunting me.
And the storm goes on.

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