hey😊
happy september💜
it's been quite a couple of weeks and have been sort of off to devour the last weeks of summer while mentally getting very ready for another wonderfully hopefully magically beautiful fall!!!
i've held a tea party which was such an amazing afternoon with my friend matthew, re-worked some images from my cherry blossom girl self-portrait series, said hi to some dear horses, stayed quirky while creating wonderful walks in the forest with the audio book anna karenina by tolstoy (obsession soon to be done and exchanged with his war and peace)💕💜💕 also i put up our first magazine, pagan poetry by the faerie tales of violette on apple's itunes and it's ibooks.
wonders of the cherry blossom girl
a twin verison
my arts/ crafts space
also for angelic readings😊
angels can't see
round the curves of
life either; they just
know that whatever is
waiting, god will be
there for them.
-carol smith
a dear september has arrived💜
they came up to say hi and first got so intimidated (and tiny scared i must admit) since it seemed they wanted to eat me so forgot to take any photos for a little bit😂
the wild flowers in this field:))))
i was trying outfits for what i might wear for my little tea party
both dresses are vintage and from charity shops
a memory for me of a day
quirkyness perfections
still learning the art of editing a tiny documentary
some filmstills💙💜💚
me with kyrkobladet (the swedish church magazine in london), a self-portrait of me with my poem faith hope love! one can read it here💜 or listen to me reading it in my little film.
such a bouquet decorating my table for my tea party:)))
i have now dried these flowers, or rather they are drying.
we had some good moments this afternoon for sure:)
now i am to work some magic to this
cherry blossom girl
self-portrait:) a raw image from a dear time of my life😊
i'll show you the result next week in my next blogpost
💜💜💜
&
here is
something to ponder
by
mary oliver
when it's over, i want to say: all my life
i was a bride married to amazement.
i was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
when it's over, i don't want to wonder
if i have made of my life something particular, and real.
i don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
i don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
to be the bride of amazements
💜💜💜
so excited for our fall beautiful creatures.
i hope you have dear plans for a new future:)))
with
faith hope
&
love
alice amorina solantania saga