hardly have believed that rusty cans on the window sill could be so beautiful and poetic, which could shed the light of their humble simplicity throughout a house .. . 
But that was before I met Sans . Sans taught me how much beauty there is in things that are renewed beyond their natural life, like a jar of preserves, which becomes the cot Shops around the roots of a branch of lavender.
Sans taught me that there is no place too far away to be reached, things too far away to be known, too distant to be seen in pictures, words, too remote to be understood, friends too far away to be loved.
Sans has taught me that watching and being careful, we can make people happy with the little we have in us and giving this "little" turns into a "whole". Who knows what
Sans still teach me through his grace, his intelligence, his sensitivity, his friendship.
Meanwhile, I dedicate to you my first pictures of the year, because they are the best example that we must never lose hope: Sans sent all these fascinating things, and September 29, 2010, after a journey which I imagine dangerous and full of fortuitous circumstances, they have arrived in my home three months later, when now we both had really lost hope ...
Sans Cara, dear all: a new year begins for me and will be a new year in the fullest sense of the word new because I am, with the affection of friends so precious.
Sans Cara, dear all: a new year begins for me and will be a new year in the fullest sense of the word new because I am, with the affection of friends so precious.
Good things to all
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