Snippets from a few days back.
A few moments captured in April before my departure.
Home. What is home?
Can we have our place somewhere else in this world? And still call it home?
Four years ago I didn’t know anything about knitting. I can say that knitting choose me.
Just a few little moments captured on an early morning walk.
February was so wishy-washy. At times I felt like a hamster running in the wheel...