I love, love, love plants. They are wierd. They are soft. They are hard. They are everything and more.
Walking around in the bontanical garden in Oslo i always think of Millais Opheliga and how it would feel to just fall down in the pool. Feel the leafs and weeds cover you while you gently sink to the bottom.
At least the first that was entirely my own. Just me.
Last weekend was the celebration of the new year in Thailand. So i guess i’m on thai time, because this is the start of my new year. And i finally got around to paying the hosting fee, so what’s the use of paying if i’m not gonna use it? So let’s see how long i can…