When I first saw this picture, I had no clue where Susanne took it. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out why and where these numbers could be painted. Then she explained and showed me: Zurich airport parking lot, 6th floor, parking space #6. It’s where she had parked when picking me up from the airport last week….
There’s a farmer close to our village with a few planted fields of corn. I’ve watched them grow since the day they were planted. Today, they’re slowly drying and getting ready for harvest. I imagine …
Nature’s changing colors…
Breathtaking and predictable.
Unlike the seasons, …
There were days,
My core was screaming stop,
But I couldn’t hear, …
He holds up a lamp to light the way,
Carries a full basket home,
Has kind, smiling eyes…
