Sometimes I need a blue bench in my life. A bench where I can sit and let my thoughts fall among the autumn leaves.
Some will die, others will rise with a renewed force. Sitting on the bench I choose those I will help survive.
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A Blue Bench
Sometimes I need a blue bench in my life. A bench where I can sit and let my thoughts fall among the autumn leaves.
Some will die, others will rise with a renewed force. Sitting on the bench I choose those I will help survive.
Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
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I am living in a red house surrounded by a blue garden near Trondheim, Norway. I love everydays and post about my steps through life. Britt-Arnhild's House in the Woods is open to everybody. Welcome over!