small feet running/ små fötter springer

travelling with my sketch book/ på resa med mitt skissblock

I am on my way by train to Vimmerby, birthplace of Astrid Lindgren. What an extrodinary woman she was!

As always I am  bringing my sketchbook, this time my beloved Moleskin. Outside the trainwindow Sweden is passing by, a land of forest, sheeps ,cows, horses and silvery water. I can´t take my eyes off it, so the book has to wait, time to contemplate, time to harvest, time to just be one of the creatures in the green landscape......