Memories

My mother died unexpectedly today in the age of 88 years.

In the street workshop we saw today a wonderful working of a painted colorful fabric. I bought it at once, although it must bee tried and washed before it's ready for delivery. They promised that I can get it on monday.

My mother loved and used always bright colors in her clothing. This special artwork is for her funeral in the days to come. This means also a great shortening in our trip to Thailand.