While the magnolia blooms

It is easy to miss Stockholm during spring. A friend asked me if it was as wonderful as the pictures show. I would say both. There have been days with sleet and chilly winds, when I precisely knew why I moved to Southeast Asia. But also days with 14 degrees and sun. We are speaking cherry blossom, magnolia trees and daffodils. But also family, friends and the bonfires of Walpurgis night. Spring is a new start with hope and dreams. But also about melancholy and difficult expectations when the fields of wood anemones are so beautiful it hurts. Stockholm gave me some days of all the things that I miss the most. While the magnolia trees bloomed.