home; where i feel free, being accepted for the one i am, where i’m allowed my space to fly my flight. home; the place i always want to come back to, the same place as my love comes back to. the opposite of caged, hampered or cut short.
home; a feeling, a being, a sharing – more than a place.
and i thank you for bringing me here
for showing me home
for singing these tears
finally i’ve found that i belong here
the last theme this year in “fotosöndag” is colorful – which is kind of ironic considering the total white sweden has turned into the last two weeks. combined with mostly grey or snowy skies i turned inwards and tried to take me back to sicily with a home made selz. we brought mandarin syrup with us, but our favourite chiosco in catania did this soooo much better.