Abstract Thursday, Blurred Lines....

Liberation Day...It was a perfect day to celebrate freedom! A bike ride and a picknick the Brobbelbies
Free birds flying away their wings carry heavy loads through rain and wind to reach the south...and yet they always return... Thinking of their old home... back in the past...building nests.... Continue with life because it must...order not to crash in the dizzying nothing... And always they return remembering their old home... two minutes back to the past ... 
(Birds...Marjolein Workman)


Thank you all so much for all your lovely comments, stars and heart for my yesterdays Blip! They all are highly appreciated... Xx