Empty shell

An empty shell was sitting in a car for 450 kms travelling south from her heart and soul. Their were left on the shores of Lake Pielinen. It is the same feeling every time I visit my roots and I have to come back to my every day life. It takes a while I gather my heart one piece but my soul, she sits on the stones, with her feet on the water watching a Mergus merganser swimming by.

Knitting by hand mends my heart every time and the giggle of my daughters. For the moment I'm knitting beanies.