Just came back from her concert.



Although I was dead tired and she first let us wait for quite some time, the patience was worth it - great voice! I really enjoyed it.

Some colors in these white-gray-days.


I really love the above photo. The atmosphere in it is like which in paintings of an old master and it seems as if the narcissus want to tell us a story. Well, at least to me - probably because I saw too much old master styled paintings and photography lately ;)


Never managed to nurse my orchids to bloom longer than two or three weeks :( Yet I find the fragility of the parched petals somehow beautiful.


Not sure, what kind of berries they used to be. The firey-orange-red color on the tree on the foreground of a white winter scenery on the last week Sunday walk has caught my attention. I've been wondering: have the flesh of the berries been eaten by birds or what happened to them? A friend and I had to choose another walking route because of the icy path in the forest (and everywhere else).

Here are two photos of our walk.



Two variants of the last photo - experiments using the Flickr app's filter on the iPod. I have wanted to post them last week via the iPod, but the format was horrible, so I had to wait till I got on my PC again today.



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BTW.. sometimes, having really hard time is part of your life and it'd be great, if you got people to support you. No, I'm not talking about me in particular. But some old friends are doing a raffle to support her.

Remember me "struggling" to hang my art collection on the wall in my living room three years ago? I wasn't really satisfied with the result. Especially when I saw a drawing by my son a few months after that, which I wanted to have on that wall, too. I took all frames down again and tried this and that arrangement on the floor, tried different pictures in different frames, but was never satisfied with the result. In the end all frames stayed stacked on the cupboard and the wall empty with the ugly nails for many, many months. But finally(!) during the long holidays I managed to arrange part of my collection to my satisfaction *big smile* The big owl picture was drawn by my son at school; the vintage owl plate was a find on a flea market, made by a (no longer exist) pottery studio in Switzerland, next to our city; the tiny owl sculpture is a souvenir from a trip to Taiwan ages ago (thus, also vintage ;)); the portrait was a find from a second hand shop; four original art works were from Etsy (Marina Collings, Vivian, Laura Ferrara, Betty & Marcos Suarez), one from BuySomeDamnArt (Yelena Bryksenkova) and one by me.

This arrangement ist old (and still love it :)), but it got two additions. I bought the cat (and a donkey) as my son was a baby from an old man, who carved and sold his work on the street. I just couldn't give it away, when we were cleaning my son's room from old toys. The small owl sculpture was a find from a second hand shop. Yeah, got even more of Laura's lovely art work :) This room is often cluttered (or as a friend said: "being lived" ;)), so I have to hold this moment in picture. Yes, there's still an empty wall. The frame of the art work for it is still waiting to be repaired. My son said, it's like in a museum - it seems, part of my dream comes true already :)