May. What a wonderful word. And name. It is a promise of summer. And my mother. Yesterday I, as many thousand others, realized their christmasgift movie-tickets were expiring, so I saw not one but two (!) movies yesterday. First I saw Water for elephants and later Miral. The first film left me rather cold. The second film was defenately worth the queueing;)
Above is an old tile and blue vase. I find the blue so delicate.
Today I shall bake. I have my knitting ladies arriving tomorrow, for the first time in my new home.