
So I ideally keep on selling my soap bubbles to him for free. He comes from Australia, so it’s a very long journey he took from their summer to our winter and I hope he will find something refreshing
here.
I love snow. I have always declared proudly to be a winter person and I’m coherent in my liking.
There is something in winter which favours the delicate art of meditation; there is a different dimension of time, a prevailing role of slowness. There is more silence in winter and the colours are not flashy and overwhelming.
I have adopted this particular slowness which allows me to enhance the importance of meaningful details.