When the whole gets bigger

Taste of honey

How it comes that all the leaves at Père Lachaise had started to become yellow and dry already, but on the other side of the street beyond the cemetary walls the leaves stayed fresh and green? It was just yesterday.

This morning I broke the handle of my Moka express. That alone deserves a whole post of cemetary photos.

27th Division

Interesting how in parisian cemeteries you can find the streets on which people have been buried to. Like they still lived there in their massive tombs. Tombs resemble houses, they are so big and sometimes also for the whole families. The home they never left.

Today I went to Cimetière de Montmartre, tomorrow to Père Lachaise.

Late au revoirs

Work from last christmas, I followed my family to the forest and photographed their favourites. Snow was just coming to the ground. 

Starting to work with new things- that come from ages ago. I feel how the work is moving and growing again.

Turning

I heard when this plant withers, it doesn't get dry but moist and smelly. The secret is how all the stages of flower's growth remain in the tree simultaneously. Interesting. I have a good friend who could surely answer this question. What a wonderful woman. And this tree too. Too bad the friend is much further than this tree, I'd rather have the other way.

 In Iran there's a lot of magnolia trees. I have some new ideas from the colors of persian carpets. I asked my boyfriend that his family could surely send us one from Iran, because it is probably cheaper than here. The manufacturing is totally different from Finnish carpets and carpet machines (loom). But since the carpets probably can fly too, they will reach here quickly.

Glasshouses full of growth

Summer in the gardens of Paris, how strong. There are so many different kind of parks and gardens here it is beyond amazing.