My days are filled with blue, no matter which form, the clear, sunny blue sky, a shell on the beach or the old, washed and ragged jeans. My blue love isn't new, it is a very old friend. The one that lured me to Denmark and therefore partly responsible for me living on my beautiful peninsula. The one that made me look at stones and shells, the one that makes me needle away all my time just now. My heart sings time and again when seeing, touching or holding my blue. It is hard to explain. Totally absorbed by it, constantly scribbling down new ideas, asking around for old jeans which are on the verge of being thrown out, constantly looking forward to the time I can spend in blue.
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The collage is of a small, sweet smelling pillow made of scraps needled together with blue, the name of this sweetheart is heartsong. There is nothing more to say; I love my blue.
Have a wonderful day.