Kata-Rita

Here in Finland, is a frosty night, so it's nice to scramble for warm blankets to sleep.

Windy weather. Looking out the window when the Yellow maple and red aspen leaves swaying floats to the ground. I miss the rain sounds. Today I woke up early. House work is done, the house seems deserted. Coffee, music and a blank drawing paper. Time ..

Even if the sky is gray, the yard is an artist's palette. Rowan tops are on fire and black branches are drawn on sensitive colors against the ...

Blah. The sad air. Smooth, quiet rain, light gray. Pull the curtains closed, and is lighting candles.

It would be a Friday night, I wonder what I would do ? I think I'll sit on my private terrace, enjoy and watch the apples grow on trees.