For every time we walk the length of the edge of our Atlantic, pockets gather sand and seashells we later display in our dreams, or on the bathroom windowsill. I love the way sea fashion them, with tides and times.
“nordicblackbird” – pirate, poet, visual artist, maritimer… day-dreamer, nomadic heart par excellence :)). I write and breathe on 60N, “my” bonhoga [spiritual home] with a penchant for world collaborative adventures. Welcome, bonjour to my nordic garden :).