This is a trick title. Neither is this post about Venice, nor am I very serene right now. I’m in pain, my back said it had enough of sitting here all the time. I got pills and cream and hope for the best. Still, only five photos. Ha.
I also got a package from Slovenia today with father’s biscuits, mother’s white stone (because of the Swedish series Den vita stenen, The White Stone, that I watched as a child), my trusted coffee brand and lots of other goodies. The stone is in the shape of a star. The biscuits are brown balls. Hurrah for my parents, and amore who had to do it all today.
Now that I can at least sit again, I managed to take care of (only) five photos that show what serenity is for me. The first is from a garden near Siena on an open-door day, the others were taken near me. Let’s hope for more serene holidays.
For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Patti at P. A. Moed: Serene
This day in my blogging history
2015: Just keep coming home to yourself. You are the one who you’ve been waiting for. —Byron Katie
The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain. –Henry Wadsworth Longfellow