November and early December moments are collected in here. Random thoughts and the life that is in this little world of mine…

Staring at the flame of the candle and sort out all the lost thoughts… sink into a comfortable silence and watch how the moonlight is outlining the figures…

The clock is ticking, and the paper calendar is getting skinnier. It’s time to get your dust-covered boxes out of the attic and blow new life into your shiny baubles. Fragile creatures will breathe in a spellbinding, pine needle odor and become alive again. In their glow everything around will feel festive and be truly magic-like.