Moving from a lovely week of loppis-hopping, walking on beaches and lying in sand dunes along Tofta, hunting for lemon curd ice cream, meals taken outside, jumping into the harbour to wake up, amazing, heartwarming conversations and company, we are now in Vastervik, ‘Sweden’s most beautiful archipelago’. It is VisFestivalen, a week of music festivals, […]
In Gotland. Every one of my senses relaxed, on overdrive. Alternates. So much love and warmth culminating at this Svensk sommar. Blessed, touched.
“Where are you going?” “To Pinsk” “You are going to Pinsk in order to make me believe you are going to Minsk. But I know you are going to Pinsk. So whom are you trying to fool?”
(/via Pink Dot) And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.