Irina Bernebring Journiette

Mom was here. We sat by the beach and she reminded me about the poetry of life.

A. and I tried to spend as much time together as possible. Remembering how things never stay stagnant. How life continue moving in different directions.

L., E., and I remembered to dance.

Riky and Ale came to visit. Ballerina moto naked tra i boschi.

Helena took us to Rossö. Ribes rosso. Vino. Vela. Mare. Rocce. Vita.

Cali — NY — Malmö. A travelling friendship.

E. and I ventured off in the night.

We are all beautiful. And I have had a wonderful summer.