Fluitende wind, zwiepende takken, kletsnatte straten en grauwe hemels. Mooi in gedichten maar ik verlang al weer naar een nieuwe lente. Ik heb de laatste weken hard gewerkt. Deze bestelling van vlinders en kevertjes kan de deur uit, op naar de nieuwe eigenaars.
Whistling wind, cracking branches, sodden streets and gray skies. Beautiful poems but I'm yearning for a new spring. I have been working very hard these past few weeks, have finished a commission of tiny bugs and butterflies and they're ready to find their new owners.
Whistling wind, cracking branches, sodden streets and gray skies. Beautiful poems but I'm yearning for a new spring. I have been working very hard these past few weeks, have finished a commission of tiny bugs and butterflies and they're ready to find their new owners.
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