Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Some days





One would be oh so happy just listening to Erik Satie, Gnossienne No. 5 and read The love song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot. And sigh.


Above is a little something I picked up in Stockholm, a glassframe. I love these old glassframes, as they are beautiful just the way they are, even without a picture to be framed.












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