I am not an art collector. I like simple frames. I frame postcards that I have bought during my traveling. I have special things in frames that are important for me. I don't have many family photos in frames, the family travels in my heart.
At the entrance of our chalet there is a large mirror on the wall in the middle of the corridor. Both sides of that mirror there are four frames on the top of the long shelve. On the left side a frame with a date, a special date when my husband and I met for the first time. Then next to it there is a poem about our daughter and me written by my husband. In the small frame there is some Moomin characters and the white frame has white wings - the wings that carries my dreams...
At the entrance of our chalet there is a large mirror on the wall in the middle of the corridor. Both sides of that mirror there are four frames on the top of the long shelve. On the left side a frame with a date, a special date when my husband and I met for the first time. Then next to it there is a poem about our daughter and me written by my husband. In the small frame there is some Moomin characters and the white frame has white wings - the wings that carries my dreams...
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