A Moveable Feast

There will always be a spring..


As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.

Ernest Hemingway,
“A Moveable Feast”

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Glöms aldrig att fira delmål. Det är delmålen som gör att man orkar hela vägen i mål.


Så här i mörkare tider är det viktigt att ta vara på varenda minut av solljus.


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