FLOWER POWER 🌸🌸🌸 in my mail box made by the loveliest @piaaasdegn 🙏🏻💕
Er så heldig at have fået verdens fineste hæklede gave af Pia Aas Degn - inklusive denne smukke akvarel. Vil du også lære at hækle, så har Pia lavet et hækletillæg til denne uges Hendes Verden. I dag skal jeg hygge med min kollega @falderi56 - måske akvarellen kan inspirere til flere blomsterakvareller...? ✍🏻🌸🌿🎨 Tusind tak for gaven, Pia - glæder mig til at ramme det skønne billede ind 😘❤️💕
"Our ancestors brought us control. We realize now that the cost was our soul. Got me feeling like an empty shell. Prison guard that inherited a cell. I'm desperate to find my place. Emptiness lies behind my face. Flowers only die in a vase. A heart only dies encased in a lie we call race. I hear the song but I can't sing along. Something's really wrong I can't put my finger on. Terrified to admit it's wrong. Cause I'm hiding in the ruins of a legacy that still lives on. Our identity is hinged upon the miserable myth we've been taught since we're born. Until we mend what was torn. The debt of a sin lingers long after the victims moans.."
- The Travelers