I did a Swedish embroidery class with a friend last week – everything was bright, breezy and scandi. It’s summer..everything is still bright and breezy..so why am I drawn to the dark side?
I imagine what it’s like to look at bright, green leaves through black window frames, the light pulling you out, the garden dancing.
Or a hall, where mysterious corridors can lead anywhere, the walls glowing with a real log fire.
(All pictures Pinterest)
There’s a substance, a peace, a sense of history..and I want it.
Laters, Kate x