When the wood comes to you

Oh long time no see… But this was a normal week at work, meaning a tired writer on the evenings.

I have to tell something nice that happened to me this week. A colleague of mine gave me flowers from her private wood and it made my whole week. So nice and it smells so good!

The fantastic weather we had last weekend is gone. It’s all grey and cold and I have no idea what we will do. Good.


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