Scattered notes in a notebook. Torn pages for shopping lists, crossed out reflections. But there are more and more poems on the phone. Meanwhile, the red-gold-burgundy is getting closer. And who would have guessed that she is the one who chills out my chaos every year?

Oregano, strong green sedge, and pink lobelia are the first plants in my tiny garden, which I create on the balcony. On the wooden floor, I put a mat with a floral motif and beige pillows. In the middle, is a square table like a tray, a bit Japanese style. Stones collected from the ocean are silent next to the pots together with a ceramic owl made by my niece.