Spring still life: Moving the season inside at Debora’s house.
Yup, it was snowing again last night just before I went to bed.. It’s spring in Stockholm. From my many years here, I know that snow in May happens just about every year. So I expect it. I laugh and carry on. Because at least at this time of year, the snow does not usually accumulate. And lots of things are blooming, even if it is not warm. So it is chilly, but pretty.
The path less traveled.
Hill of flowers.
Blooming feathers.
A flash of yellow.
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