Thursday, August 19, 2010


It is never too late to become what you might have been.
-George Eliot

Today I have had butterflies inside my body. All day long. Small, colourful and rapidly moving butterflies. The feeling you get when you are waiting and preparing for a marvellous event. Or actually planing for something that you have no idea of how it will turn out. It´s a mixture of the expectations on the first snow and the silence before the storm.

No matter where tomorrow leads me, I have a steady path to follow. A path that I am happy to have found. A path that I want to introduce to a lot of people.

To be continued...


  1. I am loving this imagery! Beautiful.

  2. Låter spännande! och väntar innerligen på att du kan berätta mer :) Kram!