the art of feelings

I yearn for the time, the day, when I will be able to sit down on a soft and caring field of grass, beneath the gentle shadow of an oak tree and, whilst listening to the brisk harmony of birds, just ever so slowly breath in the air that only comes in such a vivid environment.

Perhaps I'll have an old but yet sharp pencil in my hand and let it move swiftly and assertively over the rough surface of my favourite piece of paper. A tendency of a smile might be present on my face, for I am feeling a certain kind of peace in living at the moment, and yet when I glance ahead there is the thrilling sensation of knowing how much more there is to learn, to discover, to experience.

And so, thanks to this one piece of knowledge, I can allow myself to lie back on the ground with my eyes watching the clouds, observing their movements over the sky, and finally close them to enhance all my senses, and feel truly

alive.





All credit to Joe Hisaishi.

Our dog has fallen ill

. . .and the sickness I'm talking about is called; lovesickness. I only happened to catch a small part of it though, but the beginning is enough for you to see the whole picture, I would say ;)

And brother, this clip is for you, too. I've got no words for it, so you'll just have to watch and, um, enjoy?

It seems like time keeps a busy schedule...

. . .but that doesn't mean that we should forget how each day has a certain meaning. Today is special for me because it happens to be the date my big brother decided to plop out into the big world, and I must admit that it feels somewhat incomprehensible that he plopped out 21 years ago. Twenty one years.

Even though I see my present brother and the brother in the past as two different individuals, (the latter with much softer and chubbier cheeks than the former) it's still easy to reminisce the time from early childhood, when we used to play with kiddy cars and dinosaurs and how that interest later on shifted towards music and all its possibilities.

Now, what I really wanted to tell you brother was in fact some very simple words, but as usual it takes me some time to get to the point and luckily you are very much aware of this fact (and to other potential readers; it runs in the family, the "not-getting-to-the-point-part"). So, alas, here they are:

I wish you, the most awesome brother ever, a happy happy birthday and may you enjoy your present life to the fullest! :D



Now, here's a tiny short video, because I wanted to show you the weather differences between Sweden and Australia, among other things.