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| Leap (Burned orange juice on paper) |
A new beginning (it is a leap-year by the way - pun intended), the days becoming lighter. Time seems to fly, while standing still - life suspended in slow motion, yet flying by.
So am I. There are plans, not fixed. They linger in the atmosphere, like an energy waiting to reveal itself - or to dissolve.
It's these days 'Between the Years' - as one says in German - this
time-gap between the lunar and the solar year, the twelve nights after 25
Dec.
