Our fragile existence.
Today I went to my father's garden, who sleeps completely under white blanket awaiting the first breezes of spring and warmer sun rays.
See the frozen roses in January slow down my personality, let me think about being in this world. Today we are, a lot is happening around us, but once, like these roses, we will freeze for those who are with us now. Like anything that was beautiful that summer, and already in January, it's enough for one moment to fall apart before our eyes. Winter is a good time of the year to confine our fragile existence.
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Yes! It’s shocking to realise that life is fragile and don’t last long!
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Hi Greg! Just wanted to check in and say hellow to you and the lovely Miss Wise! I see you are still in Poland...is that right? Judging by that snow covered garden. Spring awaits, but not here in Thailand. Have a great day! -Dan