Sometimes I have the feeling that everything is fast somehow.

Days when I don't even notice the daylight.

Meetings and phone calls that I missed again.

Moments I've mistakenly taken as priorities.

The calendar sheet I didn't turn again.

Or the winter, which hasn't started yet and is already ending?

Or are these delicate flowers just a little reminder that you can bloom even when others tell you that you shouldn't?

It is winter, after all.. 🌸

|Photographed at the Art House in Ostrava, Czech Republic, Europe 

6 days before Christmas|