Tired and somehow hopeful
A new day might be conspiring for next year
A new road to some infinite new job
We (both me and my husband) dream of an own house
It is incredible strong this dream
So strong that we look at houses for sale nearly every day
Now allso is time to start a new with paintings and sketching
I have nearly not drawn a thing during 2011
It hurs, both my pride and selfestim
But a New year, might bring new ideas and such delights that I can draw again.









