At the end of autumn. Whilst listening to a podcast. Don’t wanting to miss a thing – you walk. You look from side to side – onto the streets of Brooklyn. The streets with their own charm. You fill your mind up again. With a sense of ease. Walking the streets of Brooklyn at night.Continue reading “Walking the streets of Brooklyn at night”
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How it feels being back / New York
The buildings as beautiful as when I left The colors – the light as the sun sets It smells the same way I remembered People I haven’t seen in 3-5 years – meeting again The city has not changed Just as vibrant – at some times overwhelming – but always elegant How it feel beingContinue reading “How it feels being back / New York”
Not once has it been looked at
I’m sitting next to two lovely women painting the scenery in front of us. They are wearing sun hats with ribbons tied around it. One of them are wearing all black. The other one blue and grey. ¨Blue and orange together. Beautiful¨ one said when a red boat came sailing into the horizon in frontContinue reading “Not once has it been looked at”
A little girl dancing
You can hear the sound of a little girls laughter as you try to listen to the sound of the wind in the trees. She is dancing between the sun beds.
Afternoon sun
We change expression The way our mind works will change Our brains will smile Our eyes will be squinting And I will continue to listen to you as my face turns towards the afternoon sun Hope you’re having a wonderful day! x Live Henriette © Other Places To Find Me: Instagram: LiveHenriette Youtube: Live Henriette ↓ Feel freeContinue reading “Afternoon sun”
Through the eyes of a fisherman
Sitting by the river. Having time to reflect and watch people go by. I am having a good feeling within. We followed the river almost to it’s end. Met my mothers uncle along the way and got to spend some time with him – which was nice indeed. We ate lunch at Åpent Bakeri. AContinue reading “Through the eyes of a fisherman”
A curious mind
Curious of what is and what will be
Between two glaciers she sits
She is sitting right between two glaciers. One that folds itself down the fjord. The other one with its lines leaning towards the sun. At 5:00AM the sun came rising up and I stood there by the fjords waiting. The colour of the sky • my favourite shade of blue. The contrast between that specific shadeContinue reading “Between two glaciers she sits”
The sound of me writing
The time is 7:37 am on a Saturday and I woke up for about an hour ago. It’s so quiet up here. The only sound I hear is myself writing. Have you heard the sound of no sound – when it’s deadly quiet? I am hearing that too. It took us about three hours toContinue reading “The sound of me writing”
Right now
At this moment I’m sitting in my woolen clothes The fireplace is constantly burning Steam is rising from the kettle in the kitchen The rooftops are covered in white snow. Leo was just sleeping right in front of me but now I don’t know where he is A bird just flew into the window butContinue reading “Right now”
This is my belief
I believe that …
summer clouds.
How beautiful are the clouds above us? Like endless pieces of foam in the air.
Live Henriette 