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Coffee pause in the boutique

Coffe pause in the boutique
Coffe pause in the boutique

Coffee pause in the boutique. We love to serve tea, coffee, small home made pastries and a wide variety of flowers. Visit us, welcome and enjoy the weekend, everybody

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In my art studio

In my art studio

It’s the last of April and here I am in my art studio, surrounded by some of my works and new ideas in progress. Wishing a beautiful Sunday to everybody 💐

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Easter week and the tulips in the garden

“I love tulips better than any other Spring flower; they are the embodiment of alert cheerfulness and tidy grace, and next to a hyacinth look like a wholesome, freshly tubbed young girl beside a stout lady whose every movement weighs down the air with patchouli. Their faint, delicate scent is refinement itself; and is there anything in the world more charming than the sprightly way they hold up their little faces to the sun. I have heard them called bold and flaunting, but to me they seem modest grace itself, only always on the alert to enjoy life as much as they can and not be afraid of looking the sun or anything else above them in the face.”
― Elizabeth von Arnim, Elizabeth and her German Garden

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Hello June!

What is one to say about June—the time of perfect young summer, the fulfillment of the promise of earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade?” – Gertrude Jekyll

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A cosy view out there

Amalfi cotton paper cm 16 x cm 12 (500g/mg)

“The only prospect which is really desirable or delightful, is that from the window of the breakfast-room […] where we meet the first light of the dewy day, the first breath of the morning air, the first glance of gentle eyes; to which we descend in the very spring and elasticity of mental renovation and bodily energy, in the gathering up of our spirit for the new day, in the flush of our awakening from the darkness and the mystery of faint and inactive dreaming, in the resurrection from our daily grave, in the first tremulous sensation of the beauty of our being, in the most glorious perception of the lightning of our life; there, indeed, our expatiation of spirit, when it meets the pulse of outward sound and joy, the voice of bird and breeze and billow, does demand some power of liberty, some space for its going forth into the morning, some freedom of intercourse with the lovely and limitless energy of creature and creation.”
― John Ruskin, The Poetry Of Architecture: Or, The Architecture Of The Nations Of Europe Considered In Its Association With Natural Scenery And National Character

Enjoy the weekend, everybody! <3

Amalfi cotton paper cm 16 x cm 12 (500g/mg)