All magical creatures seem to manifest in a frozen tableau only to perish by the red flames of the sun.
“Promise to stay wild with me.
We’ll seek and return and stay and find beauty
and the extraordinary in all the spaces we can claim.
We´ll know how to live.
How to breathe magic into the mundane.”
By Victoria Erickson
HANNA'S WALK 
Beautiful photo and words.
Thanks a lot, Tanya 😊
So beautiful, Hanna – and I loved the poem…very much.
Thanks for your kind words, Leya. I get in the right mood listening to Benny Andersson and Orsa Spelmän ⭐💕😊
Yes – they are here too! Merry Christmas, Hanna – and wishes for a Better New Year!
Thanks, Leya.
Håber, du får en glædelig jul og et velsignet nytår!!
Julekram fra Danmark,
Hanna
Kram tillbaka – ♥